Where's My Jetpack?: Peeps Aflame (Or "The Flaming Peeps")

Sunday, April 18, 2010

Peeps Aflame (Or "The Flaming Peeps")

I dunno. It felt inspired at the time. Damned Peeps in their Pure Sugar Evil sitting on the kitchen counter post-Easter, mocking Easter and Jesus and all that is holy, just asking to be toasted in the flames from whence they came.

Showed them.

Labels: bizarre stuff, Easter, funk, nonsense, promotions, randomness, strangeness, weirdness

5 Comments:

You'll be going to hell, sir, and i'll see you there. :)

By adchick, at April 18, 2010 9:51 PM
Don't wait up.

By Jetpacks, at April 19, 2010 9:51 AM
I would eat that.

By dirtsister, at April 19, 2010 1:46 PM
Someone who wanted to toast the peeps for eating would have put them on a skewer (or at least a stick of some kind) so they could be removed from the flame. Who got to clean that mess off the grill?

By Margaret, at April 23, 2010 12:58 PM
I do a lot for the sake of the "art," Margaret. Clean-up was mine.

By Jetpacks, at April 23, 2010 1:04 PM

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