Peepers Keepers!

Do you know what's more unpopular than Carrie at the prom?

These things:

It's true! I was in Walmart on Thursday, and they had a bin of these right by the door, in that seasonal stuff that won't sell, that they're trying to push at a deep discount just to get it out of the store. Of course I bought some! There were ten packages, and I took four. That's because I LOVE PEEPS!

"But Val," you say. "How do you know you love THESE PEEPS, when you don't even know what flavor they are?" Flavor? Who cares what flavor? Not Val. They're PEEPS, by cracky! I thought I'd seen the end of them until at least Halloween. You know. When Walmart starts putting out their Christmas stuff.

Last night I ripped open a package and sampled them. I think I showed amazing restraint, actually, what with buying them before noon on Thursday, and waiting until Friday night during Amazing Race to open them. Now, as for the flavor...I'm not sure. They smelled really familiar. I took a whiff, and said to myself, "Oh. I know what that is." But my nose and tongue couldn't quite put their finger on it. I'm pretty sure it was either sour green apple, or angel food cake.

Anyhoo...I've got me some PEEPS. Doesn't matter if they're two weeks past their official holiday. Doesn't matter if they were cooling their beady eyes in a bargain bin. Doesn't matter that they're almost as pale as Sissy Spacek.

Even Carrie got a date for the prom.