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Thursday, March 27, 2008

I don't even know.

Those who know me well know that I love peanut butter. I mean LOVE it. I bring peanut butter with me on the road (I have to portion it out though otherwise I could probably eat the whole tub with a spoon) and eat it with apples and bagels and everything else. Peanut butter smoothie? Yes please. Peanut butter cups blizzards, oh god. I even found peanut butter filled hershey kisses in Vegas and brought a bag home, put it in the freezer, and have one once in a while. Anyway, today, I had half a bagel with peanut butter on it after my run. That was about three hours ago. Well I went to look in the mirror and I found this spot on my face. I thought to myself "geez, did I get a zit? and cover it with make-up? and not really remember doing any of that?" and so I poked it, which is what everyone should do when they see a zit, and it squished. Gross, I know. But not in a gross zit way. So then I rubbed it. And it came off. Naturally, I smelled it (seriously this is so gross I can't believe I'm typing it) and IT WAS PEANUT BUTTER. On my face. In a glob. A big ole hunk of peanut butter.

Don't worry, I didn't eat it. That's a new level, even for me.

3 comments:

  1. As I am typing this I am trying not to laugh too hard so that I don't wake everyone up. Way too funny, in a gross way. Awesome! How did tonight go?

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  2. Anonymous10:52 pm

    You definitely just made my night. Thanks.

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  3. Anonymous6:45 am

    oh, i'd have eaten it. not off YOUR face...but off my own. it hasn't happened to me before, but that's probably a good thing.
    mmmmm...peanut butter....

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