Who thought up the Easter Bunny and all that candy? I mean, where does it talk about this in the Bible and isn’t this a religious holiday? I’m guessing it was a dentist who was trying to bribe his kids to go to church, and that’s the tie-in. Hmmm?
Despite my once-a-year lust for Cadbury Creme Eggs, my favorite “candy” at Easter is (are?) actually Peeps! And, before you start rolling your eyes or stop reading, please. What other sugar-laden crap can you buy and be assured you won’t eat? And, what other adorable, inedible, marshmallow-puffed, sugar-coated, neon-hued creatures can you torture with such abandon?
Seriously. I don’t know who eats these things. But, I know who buys them. I do. So do a multitude of others with sick minds. I offer the following in support of this: there are now actual Peeps & Co. retail stores! You know nobody actually eats that many Peeps so they must be buying them for something.Even Peeps acknowledges a creative use . . .
We saw long ago that our fans love to create with Peeps. ~ Aubrecia Cooper, of Peeps & Co.
She’s referring to things like Peeps dioramas. (Turn up the up the music really LOUD on that link, you’ll thank me for it.) Cute stuff.
Peeps is now making a chocolate-dipped “chick.” Man, what a waste of chocolate. Here’s the dilemma: to leave the dark side just once to taste this new gourmet treat or to attempt a new scientific discovery? Alas, so many Peeps and so few cans of gasoline, matches, forks, knives and other tools of destruction science.