If I’m going to indulge in something sweet for Easter, rest assured it will be a Fannie Mae egg or something similar, definitely not Peeps.
:having flashbacks to Spiffled: 
Love love love 'em.
Every year I get excited when Easter-time comes around so I can buy a box of peeps and eat the whole thing in one sitting. Then I feel sick and ashamed until Easter rolls around the next time and the evil cycle starts again. 
Twiddle
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. . .Peeps.
I hoard 'em and manage to save a few till a good while after Easter, when they’re stale enough to be really good. Yum!
Zap!
I can’t stand marshmallows in anything but Lucky Charms, so I loath Peeps. Since my mom is a firm believer in keeping up tradition, I still get them every year. Since I can’t stop the ritual Giving of the Peeps, I’ve developed the ritual of Asking Everyone on the Planet if They Want Peeps, and when that fails, the ritual Throwing Away of the Peeps.
One of my dearest friends adores peeps but will only eat them when they’re really really stale. She buys them on the first day they become available for Easter-candy season, opens the package(s), and puts them in a cupboard.
'Round about Easter they are ready to eat.
Eegah.
Eating 'em as we speak. These are about a week stale–perfect.
Without Peeps, you can’t make a decent Killer Shrew.
Being a Nice Jewish Girl, I have never eaten a Peep. But I do have a good Peep story from my Catholic friend Michael:
He and his mother were walking through Times Square about 35 years ago, when Michael was about five. They passed the late, great porn theater Peep Land, causing little Michael to shriek wildly, “LOOK, MOM—PEEP LAND! LET’S GO IN AN’ GET SOME PEEPS!” Much to the amusementy of the passersby.
Dr. Fun does a week of peeps cartoons each year before Easter. I usually find them dull (not being a “peep person”) but this one is great.
DUH! I’m making a good first impression, aren’t I? Sorry about the double post. I didn’t think the first one “took.”
Okay, Eve, that was really funny. I’ve barely recovered from the dead junkie on the toilet in the other thread, and then I read this. I am totally so glad you’re back!
errrrrrrrr…ummmmmmmm…ahem…<gasp> Hi, my name is Swampbear and I am a peepaholic. Yes <sob> that’s right. A peepaholic. For about six weeks every year I am in a sugar induced comatose yet euphoric state of being. I eat peeps by the boatload. I scour the town, nay, even surrounding towns, for peeps. I stalk the stockboy at Walmart as he puts em on the shelf. I snatch the last package out of the cheruby hands of toddlers in stores. I hide stashes all over my house and office. Just one…yeah just one…that’s all I’ll eat. I’ve said that so many times. <sob> I wake up all hours of the night searching for peeps…I go out dressed in only my boxers and tshirt to hunt em down at Walmart, Publix, Winn-Dixie and Bruno’s. Then I sit in my truck, in the parking lot, laughing insanely while I down yet another case or two of peeps. <sob> I can’t help myself. Peeps are what I live for. Then…Easter is over. No more peeps. I start having withdrawals…ok…so it’s really just coming down from all that sugar…I sit for hours staring into space saying…peeps…where are the peeps? Then partner hands me a jar of marshmallow fluff and says here eat this and I get all better.
The end.
Where’s Persephone? She’s the official Slayer of Peeps[sup]TM[/sup], ya know.
Mmmmmmm, peepalicious… (drools)
All Peeps must DIE! Where’s that Smashie guy when you need him?
My first thought on entering this thread was the Peeps O’ Kenyon , a college group my boyfriend belongs to. I was thinking, “Some of them are kind of asses, but I don’t hate them…”
But marshmallow peeps? Blargh. My son begs for them every year, then eats exactly one.
Mmmmph… MMMmmmmph… MMmmmmmARGH Oh, there we go…
Ahem
I like Peeps. I really do. It’s just that they stick in your mouth… One of their more loveable traits Now if you’ll excuse me…
Crams a Peep into mouth
Mmmmmmmph… Mmmmmmmmmph…
[comic book guy]
“Ah, if only real chicks would go down this easy”
[comic book guy]
-me
Oh, God, elf, I saw that episode. I almost crapped my pants when I heard that line!!!
Beautiful.
stalk stalk stalk stalk stalk
I haven’t had peeps in a long time. I usually just buy them for my best friend every year 'cause she used to have an addiction to them.
I think I’ve cured her of that, but I buy them anyway, just to make her laugh. (I gave them to her the day before her wedding last weekend)