Marshmallow is more evil and vile than an SUV driving, cell phone talking, fundamentalist, Republican, tellemarketer.
I am seeing Peeps on sale everywhere. What’s up? No one likes them anymore. Walgreens had them for a dollar a package. I’ve never seen so many. I wonder if people don’t like them or that they overstocked.
Time for some hot chocolates and I can watch the Peeps melt… Hee hee hee…
I love Peeps! Stale, preferably. I’m waiting for Monday, when ALL of the Easter candy goes on drastic clearance.
I love peeps. As children, they were always a staple in our Easter baskets. Now with hubby and no children at home, we don’t do Easter baskets, but we still buy the peeps.
I just bought some purple peeps yesterday. Yummy. I, too, am waiting for the after Easter candy sale so I can stock up on peeps and Reese’s Peanut Butter eggs - the big ones!
The combination of sickly-sweet mushy marshmallow inside and sickly-sweet crunchy unholy colored sugar outside just doesn’t do it for me. Stale or not.
I will, however, participate in microwave experiments with them.
Mrs. BD always buys them this time of year. She loves them. I recognize immediately that they contain no chocolate and are therefore eaten only if chocolate easter eggs cannot be found.
My name is Annie-Xmaes and I am a peeps addict.
Peeps are a loathsome abomination. That is all.
I always felt cheated when I found them in my Easter basket.
We love you Annie! 
Oh, man, not me! My Mom always put our Easter baskets together the night before Easter (after we were in bed) so by Easter morning, they were the perfect level of not-stale-but-not-quite-fresh.
Funny Peeps story, related to me by my sister yesterday: Years ago, when my oldest daughter ThreadPirateRoberts was little, my sister and her girlfriend bought a box of eight Peeps (you know how they’re packaged; four in one container, four in the other) and gave them to her, saying “You can eat four of these; can you count to four?” and my daughter demonstrated her ability to count. Sis said “OK, you can eat four, but you have to save the other four for your sister, OK?” (my then-youngest daughter EtherealFreakOfPinkness must have been about two; old enough to eat Peeps, but young enough to be stoopid). So on the ride, they kept checking in with my oldest kid. “Are there still at least four left?” “Yes, there are six left” (said through a mouthful of marshmallow and sugar). “Are there still four left” “Uh-huh” (more mouthful of sugar and marshmallow). “Are there still four left” "Well, no, but the good news is she can’t count yet, so she won’t know there are only two. . .
When did Peeps start to become really popular?
Wikipedia says they’ve been around since 1958
I don’t recall them when I was a kid in the 70s, though most likely I just didn’t notice or they weren’t around in Chicago all that much
Best. OP/Doper Name. Ever.
I grew up just outside Chicago and they were definitely around. You probably just didn’t notice them. Peep hater!
To me Peeps, along with Circus Peanuts, are something I occasionally get a craving for . . . until I eat just one, and I wind up throwing out the rest.
I don’t really like to eat Peeps, but I do have a special fondness for them, because my childhood nickname was Peep.
In fact, my sister in Las Vegas just sent a box of Peeps three-quarters of the way across the country, to me. She put a mailing label and postage right on the cellophane wrapper and entrusted their fluffy little bodies to the tender loving care of the USPS. And they arrived in pristine condition. So there.
Peeps of any kind; disgusting, only fun to pop in the microwave for Peep-Jousting matches
Cadbury eggs; Creme eggs are vaguely unsettling with that white and yellow “ectoplasmic residue” in them, the Caramel ones? YUM!
Reeses Eggs? yum!
Chocolate Bunnies? Solid bunny for me, thanks, hollow bunnies taste…well… hollow and cheap, however, both of them are fun to bite off the heads off of
Reminds me of an old Emo Phillips skit…
"As a child, my mother took me to a psycologist to find out what was wrong with me, the psychologist gave me a chocolate bunny and I ate it, after eating it, I asked ‘this was a test wasn’t it?’ "
The doctor said “yes”
“So, what does it mean?”
“Well, if you bite off the head first, you have aggressive tendencies, if you bite the tail off first, you have confidence issues…”
…"so what does it mean if you bite the eyes off first and scream “STOP STARING AT ME!”?
I just ate two fresh, blue Peeps. That’s my daily limit.
Do you want the whole world to know you’re a “Blue Peep Eater?” 
Aaargh!
May the inventor of marshmallow burn in hell!
Only CHOCOLATE is worthy of Easter!
With all due respect.