Really? Peeps? This is what we get this year? Phoning it in, n’est-ce pas?
Not really complaining…oh, what the heck, yes I am. Am I missing something?
I expected tricks, I expected humor, perhaps a little double-entendre. I didn’t expect peeps. Then again, I guess no one ever expects peeps.
Peep, man. 
NO-ONE expects the Peepish Revolution!
Peeps started as an Easter thing, which was yesterday.
Today is the day all the Peeps go on discount sale, how can that not be a day for celebration?
Go Peep or stay home!
We thought about some sort of colossal joke, like shutting down the internet for the day, or destroying the Idaho potato crop by unleashing wild rutabagas, but this seemed simpeepler. Sometimes, one forgoes size for (dare I say it?) taste.
Well, I for one welcome our new Peeps overlords.
Where you do think we are, Google?
You might, but it would be tasteless.
I had absolutely no clue what “Peeps” are until I Googled them, prompted by this.
So count that as one more little bit of ignorance fought.