a glimpse

This is fantastic: I know I’ve said it before, but birds flying into my peanut butter fingerprinted and slobbery dog nose streaked windows is enough to make me doubt Darwinism. Cathy

Dear ConAgra

This is getting ridiculous. Now any peanut butter products you may have had a hand in for the last three years is suspect? I mean, seriously, do y’all like, test things at your factory? Don’t answer that. Let’s make a deal – would you mind starting?

ultimate

there are few things in the world that compare to a peanut butter egg. I’m just saying… Update: After a busy evening of pissing off damn near everybody in the house, there are few things that can compare to a peanut butter egg and a glass of cheap merlot.