It has long been my impression that those people who most aggressively solicit your money are not, usually, the most deserving of it. I think these boards are close to being spammed by Krashgirl, though I say that with reservations since I'm not entirely sure what spam is--except that I lived near Philly for a couple of years and know about edible spam which probably has about as much nutricional value as those embattled Peeps I keep hearing about. [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_eek.gif[/img]
Anyway, I guess this was a long-winded way of saying that my donations are not going to save either Saddlebreds or Peeps. At least not this Easter. [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif[/img]
I am head chairperson of the Peeps Defense fund!!
Contributions can be sent directly to me. Oh yeah dont forget to search for the lovely links posted for the abuse of peeps.!
And Krashgirl, this forum was created especially for silly topics such as the hottie thread. I assure you that everyone here takes topics such as abuse seriously and if you were to post them somewhere that was perhaps minus the giddy factor you would get some absolutely wonderful responses.
- - - - - -
\"I found my inner bitch and ran with her.\" ~ Courtney Love
Oh they are delicious. I have a stash of them for when my energy supplies run low [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif[/img] I'd be happy to ship some to a some of you deprived canadians if you ask really nicely...just email me-I'm always happy to share my sweet, sweet peeps [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif[/img]
But I can't stand Peeps!! Maybe it's because my father was killed by Peeps... The texture of them--that chewy unroasted marshmallow covered in gritty sugar--ewwwwwwww. And I am a candy FIEND too. Maybe if I roasted their little sugary bodies over an open flame....Hmmmmmmm
Now Cadbury mini eggs, on the other hand= AMBROSIA! Truly food of the gods! I am not talking about the weird chocolate ones with the yolk inside, I mean the little ones with the hard candy shell and the perfect Cadbury chocolate inside. I gave up candy for Lent and haven't had so much as an M&M since whenever that was...End of February maybe? I am buying a bag of mini eggs so I can have it on Easter!!! ALLL MINE [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif[/img]
I don't eat 'em either. Once upon a time, marshmellow was made in part from cow and horse hoof to get that gelatinous consisitancy. Don't know if that's still the case or not. Secondary to that, I am compulsive about my teeth and all that sugar would rot them right out of my head.
Warning: this is long, but bear with me. I'm in serious procrastination mode...
O.K...I've been to the local Loblaws, which was busier than the manure pile in July (Jane and Dundas, heidi...not too scary. Though I've been to some of the HUGE outlets with Movenpicks and the like...but I digress).
Once I made it through the veggie area, I hit the seasonal candy aisle, picking up a six-pack of various cadbury eggs, and a ten dollar bag of Mini-Eggs along the way. Then, I saw them, roosting quietly and harmlessly, ignorant of their imminent fate. One look at their plump little countenances and I knew I was beat. The rest of my time in the store was but a blur, as I proceeded through checkout and into the car with my payload.
Did I wait until I got home to sample? Of course not. It was in the parking lot of the Loblaws where I tasted a peep for the first time. With a zeal even Willy Wonka would envy, I managed to eat the first row of five even before I made it home.
I guess you could say I like them! [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_biggrin.gif[/img]
I now understand why I was never exposed to them before...if my mother got one whiff...okay, one look at a peep she would wire my jaws shut in a minute. She has a cavity paranoia when I was younger, so sweets were moderated. Now that she's had a root canal, she figures she's paid her dues, and buys much candy. Of course, I don't live there anymore, but I know all her hiding spots! [img]/infopop/emoticons/icon_wink.gif[/img]
Now, if I can only save some for when the husband comes home...
"Peeps? What makes you think I was eating peeps...?" NGM breathes as she gazes at her 'sweetie' with glazed eyes, wiping the gritty sugar off her face "...You know how much I love fluffy yellow chicks..."
I'm not one to say I toadaso. But I toadaso. - Ricky
Toronto, a city that\'s not won a Stanley Cup in my damned lifetime
Canter, LCR Scott! Put on your capes, don your masks, double up on the sugar-scud-resister-radar, bring your syringes, we have a mission! We MUST save NGM now. Read her post, note the plea - the girl is in serious need of an intervention.
No, NGM, put the peep down now! As Redpath is my witness, we shall save you!
What do you mean I need an intervention? Just because the peeps and I are skipping (well, in their case, sort of hopping) down the chocolate-brick road toward the waterfall of Dr. Pepper, stopping enroute to converse with the Easter Bunny and the Ghost of Hallowe'en Candy Past doesn't mean I have a problem.
You're the ones with the problem!!!!
I'm not one to say I toadaso. But I toadaso. - Ricky
A land where classical riding and natural horsemanship have all but vanished, and must be revived for the greater good of all horses trapped in the human world...
While this is the first of Krashgirl's posts that I've seen, I have to say that you, Krashgirl, need to understand that some people are leery, and won't right away donate money to somebody who's screaming on a message board to promote their cause. There are a lot of people these days who beg for money, pretending to be from a charity, when actually they just pocket the money to buy beer and go to the movies with their friends. Admire us for the fact that we're smart and only donate to charities we KNOW for a FACT are legitimate!
Checkers324 Ride the wind, and be at one with your horse!
[I]\"His [the horse\'s] is a power enhanced by pride, a courage heightened by challenge. His is a swiftness intensified by strength, a majesty magnified by grace. His is a timeless beauty touched with gentleness, a spirit that calls our hearts to dream
Wow. I should have read this thread before I left work. I got accosted by an animal rights group soliciting money at the stoplight near my house (of course I got stuck there when the light was red). I should have asked them what they were doing to liberate the peeps! I can only imagine their faces.