So normally lame promotional emails go straight to my Spam folder (thank you, Gmail!) but this one managed to sneak on through. Why? Because it was super targeted, you guys. These advertisers must follow my tweets or Facebook page or sit in the bushes outside my family room or SOMETHING, because only that could explain this:
… I’m kind of scared.
And also, I want peanut butter with honey now. That would cut my sandwich-preparation time in half. I could use the reclaimed seconds to make MOAR SANDWICHES.
:-O
It’s the American dream, you guys.
Huh. I’ve never tried peanut butter with honey. Though I tend to be a bit of a peanut butter purist… no jelly or jam, screw the marshmallow fluff, and a pox on any other ingrates trying to impose on my peanut buttery goodness.
But maybe I could be persuaded…
Wink.
Oh shit, you’re not supposed to just write “wink,” you’re supposed to actually wink. I keep forgetting that.
*Wink*
Theeeere we go.
I dunno. But now I want tacos.
while studying for the bar exam i practically lived on peanut butter sandwhiches. I would take them to bar bri and eat 3 per session.
so easy to make, so TASTY, and decent source of calories