Monday, October 20, 2014

Walgreens And Peeps And Bears, Oh My!

For those of you who have been reading my blog for some time now, know of my dislike for PEEPS.

I don’t like Peeps for two reasons:

1. I don’t like marshmallow. And especially marshmallow coated with sugar. GROSS!
2. And I don’t like that suddenly all the holidays have a Peep associated with them, when in fact, Peeps are baby chicks. They’re not bunnies; they’re not Halloween ghosts or pumpkins; they’re not Thanksgiving Day turkeys; they’re not Christmas trees or Santa’s.

A Peep is a baby chick and should remain a baby chick.

Last Saturday night I walked over to Walgreens because I needed a couple of things (laundry detergent, hand cream, and shaving razors). And for some reason, I decided to take my camera along because my intuition told me, “Ron, take your camera because you're going to be inspired for another blog post.”

The Walgreens I shop in is HUGE and has three floors. The third floor was where I needed to go because all the items I wanted to purchase were located there.

And as I strolled through the seasonal section on the third floor, I began to feel as though I had entered the Peep Twilight Zone and was about to experience my greatest nightmare because everywhere I looked there were friggin' PEEPS.

Here, take a look…

No sooner had I stepped off the escalator and turned around, I saw Peeps mixed in with the Halloween stuff. And what's with the Mickey Mouse Trick-or-Treat Pumpkin candy carrier? Since when did pumpkins grow Mickey Mouse ears?

Fuzzy bunny Peep pillows.

Peep ghosts and more bunny and chick pillows.

Peep pumpkins and boxes of individually wrapped Peep chicks.

A Peep coloring case. Tell me something, why would anyone want to PAINT a Peep when it's something you EAT?

Peep sun visor hats.

Peep luggage tags and key rings.

*Please note: it was about this time when I began pulling my hair out and screaming throughout Walgreens, "NO...NO...STOP WITH THE PEEPS. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!!"

Peep stickers.

I've decided that when I die, this is the shirt I want to be cremated in.

And as an added bonus to this post, I would like to share something I saw as I turned to walk down one of the aisles. Look real close at what's happening here...

Do you see what I see? And no, I swear that I didn't position the bears this way, someone else did. But judging from the smile on that brown bears' face, it looks like he/she is enjoying it...

Happy Monday, y'all!
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