Peeps
I only eat a few each year because I'm well aware of how much I love them and can devour an entire package in one sitting.
Josh also loved Peeps. He didn't love to eat them, oh no. He loved to microwave them until they swelled to near the point of popping. He'd get a huge kick out of it really. Then he'd just throw them away. I'd get irritated if he'd take my beloved Peeps from the one package I'd buy myself a year and "waste" them, so I'd buy him his own package to act out his serial killer tendencies on.
I mean a Peep should be enjoyed the right way. You should start by eating off the eyes, then bite off their head, or tail, whatever tickles your fancy at the time. After that you can nibble the rest away, slowly. Or if you're stress eating you just shove five in your mouth in rapid succession and call it good. This year's package may have disappeared via the stress eating method.
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