The thread about the Canadian-American Candy Exchange mentioned that Canadians usually can’t get Marshmallow Peeps. My own personal Canuck seems to be sleeping in, so I decided to quiz a british friend to see if he had tried a peep. I linked him to the Peeps website so he could see, and after a few minutes I got back the message: “That site is scary.”
What could be so scary about a cute, little, innocent smooshy Peep? So I took a look… and now I am scarred for life.
You see, I stumbled upon their recipies and crafts section. Like passing a car wreck, I just had to look. Oh, oh the horror. And of course, every time I found a particularly egregious example of kitschy American craftaholic-itis, I made my sweet, decent British friend look. It’s a shock he even talks to me at all any more.
Maybe some of you aren’t yet convinced. Maybe, maybe you can understand how someone would want to make these things in some circumstances, especially if they had small children and a great deal of JustBorn stock, right? Well, this is worse than all of the above put together. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
I’m too scared to look at the “recipies” part. That’s just the crafts!
But just think! You are creating an heirloom–PEEPS have a shelf life like plutonium–and your great grand kids will be so touched to have something from this era…
Love the PEEPS research site–the only way to deal with this alien substance, IMO.
That doesn’t shock me; I think most Brits are even quite open-minded about PB&J nowadays, but Marshmallow Fluff? Aiiieeee! It’s like a cross between fill&fix foam and the blob creature from outer space - you only have to open the jar and it’s suddenly all over you, and how do you get it off?. The suff could be effectively used for riot control.
