i just had a small bit of peanut butter to get me through til dinner. but really i wanted to eat the whole jar. i used to hate that stuff and now i love it. has anyone ever actually eaten a whole lot of peanut butter at one sitting? i'm fantasizing about it. i must be approaching pms.

I've eaten a whole can of whipped cream before, but that's not such a big deal. you really don't get very much in those things. was this chunky peanut butter? normally I like stuff to have little bits in it (like pulpy orange juice) but I just hate those little peanuts.

no, it was just regular creamy jif. it's actually Christa's (my housemate) peanut butter. otherwise i might have eaten the whole jar. i think the kind with the bits in it is ok, but creamy is just fine with me. i have to stop thinking about peanut butter.

mmmmmm. adam's crunchy. made in tacoma. i'll bet ya adam smoked the wackyweed.

You know what's good? Peanut butter and horseradish sandwiches. Don't use the sweetened peanut butter -- use the all natural stuff with the quart of oil on top that you have to stir all the way down to the bottom. And for god's sake, don't use that "horsey" type sauce they've got at Arby's -- use the real grated root. MMM, peanut butter and horseradish sandwiches...

Peanut butter on a pretzel - yummy. Also, put peanut butter on a dog's nose. That's good for at least fifteen minutes of fun. Repeat.

Peanut butter, straight from the jar. Dip in your thumb and suck it off. If you feel awful enough, you can make this last for most of the day. When you get so low that your thumb cannot reach the bottom, it is acceptable to use your middle finger instead. I realize there is no place for sarcasm in Sorabjiland, but I just don't believe none of you knew this already.

Peter Pan is the only peanut butter I eat.

"When you get so low that your thumb cannot reach the bottom, it is acceptable to use your middle finger instead." Good advice for any situation.

My dad has a saying: "Man cannot live on bread alone. He must also have peanut butter." My dad is very wise.

there were two of my pink depression glass (isn't that a great name for something?) dishes on the counter, one which I had just taken from the cabinet, and one which I had earlier in the day in the other room, set on the floor and one of the hounds licked spotlessly clean because it had contained Dreyers Mandarin Orange Sherbet. Next to where the dishes were waiting, one clean and one cleaned, there was a serving of applesauce in a large stock pot resting on the stove. My husband had arisen early this morning to make applesauce to take to his Mom's birthday party in San Francisco. I think she is about 200 today, and in a comma, yes I said comma. I decided to eat the applesauce remainder, and scooped it up. Then I didn't know which dish was which. And I didn't even care. Ate the applesauce with some ginger and Cool Whip, and still don't care. Upon the advise of Others, took some Stresstabs this morning which I never do, not believing in the vitamin supplement thing because I have a perfectly adequate diet. Until recently, when it has been heavy on the Dreyer's. Threw up the Stresstab. Now I know how to puke at will, in case I start getting too heavy to blow over in the wind. Markus, I just knew you would get it. if I don't write in the little box, it comes out all unjustified. seems apropos somehow.

I'm sory your husband's mother is in a comma. That must be awfully uncomfortable.

no, it's the only way she can get comfortable, according to the sisters-in-law. and i believe it--even now, when i'm feeling so bad, i arrange myself into a comma shape, and it helps. look at sleeping dogs, or cats, or Mark when bed cam was on: COMMAS every one of them. of course, it's uncomfortable for him, she being the Family Mom and all.

i read somewhere that peanutbutter is mostly eaten by children. i love the shit though. go through 3lbs every two weeks. maybe. but i hate that adams shit. and i hate tacoma.

we're out of peanut butter. this makes working at home not as fun. i might have to run down to the corner store. i always eat peanut butter with my fingers. also salad. i have smallish hands so the my middle finger never quite reaches the bottom of the jar. it's sad. in fact, i like to eat nearly everything with my fingers except soup. except when i'm out to eat and trying to mind my manners. salad gets me every time though. and peanut butter. agh.

Me too. Last night I embarrassed myself by eating three stalks of broccoli with my fingers before I could catch myself. I only noticed when the waiter asked if there was anything wrong with my fork.

i rarely use utensils, either. knives are handy, though. once i found myself with a bag of chocolate chips and a jar of peanut butter. i poured the chips out onto a plate (not a bowl, they need a firm base underneath them) and scooped a dollop of p.b. onto a butter knife, tacked a chip onto it with a tap of the knife (p.b. is very adhesive) and popped it into my mouth. i sat through an entire 2-hour movie doing this.

then did you vomit after eating a whole bag of chocolate chips? my friend's mom will eat a bag of chocolate during a movie when she has pms. then she gets sick i don't like chocolate

don't remember. it was long ago and i was stoned. i was with a friend. i don't remember if we went through the entire bag or not, but if we did then i only had half of a bag. i like chocolate just fine, but i never buy it.

were they sweet chocolate chips or semi-sweet?

it's hard to find sweet chocolate chips. you can't find chocolate chips of any kind in europe. well, maybe in the american section of a large store in a large city. that's where they keep the peanut butter and maple syrup. cookies are an american thing. over there you can get wafers or biscuits or maybe even oreo-type sandwich cookies, but you can't find chocolate chips or oatmeal raisins or snickerdoodles or peanut butters or anything like that. pity.

whats a snickerdoodle?

It's a sugar cookie, usually sprinled with cinnamon or such.

It,s spring here already,my computer came today,it,s all good.

thanks. I only like peanut butter in biscuits. I make a mean peanut butter choccy biccy. And an awesome Moro-bar muffin.

Peanut Butter Cheez-its Chocolate the holy trinity

Peanut butter and fried egg sandwiches!! umm umm tons o energy, don't use it and you get fat. but still good

I kill for Reece Cups,peanut butter and very thinly sliced bermuda onion sandwiches are good.

Reeces Peanut Butter Bites are the best movie food. Every one praise the name of George Washington Carver!

peanut butter and pickled jalapenos. on toast. the words "on toast" go well with nearly anything peanutbutter.

toast points, remember

Peanut butter and dill pickles and thin sliced ham and red onion and really sharp sharp sharp cheddar cheese on wheat toast. Crunchy peanut butter.

you sick fuck.

oh my. that sounds good.

You know what else is good? Artichokes and parmesan and basil and moderate garlic and light onions creamed into a spread (lots of artichokes, and leave out some chunks to spread in after the rest of the schmear is otherwise smoothe) on toasted baguette with prosciutto and green leaf and canteloupe slices.

Also, peanut butter (not crunchy) and bacon is good. On soft, untoasted wheat bread. THAT might merit some slices of those cherry peppers.

i admit, my vegetable preferences are very limited, i dunno, i just don't like a lot of them. So i have to embrace what i do like. CHICK PEAS and white ONIONS, a dash of red vinegar, and maybe some chow mein noodles and a little sharp cheddar, mixed in a bowl. That makes me happy.

what is the proper term for those mini-corn cobs?

baby corn

my old roommate was big on peanut butter technology. french fried p.b. sandwich- melt butter in a skillet. make a p.b. sandwich. mix 1 egg and milk and pour in a saucer. dip sandwich in mixture and fry in butter. sprinkle with powdered sugar. others were - p.b., mayo, bananas (he was a diabetic; his mother told me about a time when he was a kid where he stuffed all those ingedients into a syringe to mix it for a sandwich); p.b., tomato, bacon, pickles in various combinations.

i used to make a pbj with ruffles chips in between. tHATS GOOD. baby corn? OF COURSE!!!!!!!!!

My mom does pb and mayo and baked beans. It's a bit legume-y for me, though.

I have always called baby corn "corn abortions," fyi.

i used to make PBJ's with slices of banana and cheddar cheese. that was back in high-school and was (i think) the result of long-term chronic kaya consumption. i should whip one up when i get home and see if i can still choke it down. you sick fuck.

you know, a lot of what we consider to be the best foods are immature individuals of their species, baby corn, other baby veggies, veal, eggs, etc. I gues that just goes to show - Babies were meant to be eaten. "Get in Mah Bellaigh!"

when i was a kid my step-sis and i layered potato chips on our sloppy joe sandwiches. and it was DA BOMB. but then again, i am from the midwest.

I did that with chips and sloppy joes too. There's a place in Pittsburgh, Primanti's, where they put your french fries in your sandwich. My little brother's favorite sandwich used to be (it makes me sick to even think about it) ketchup and swiss cheese on white bread.

i'm hungry

that does it. i'm going home for lunch and on the way i'm stopping at the store and getting a jar of peanutbutter. i'll eat the whole damn thing right in front of the syrup cam too! my god do i have pms or what. the progesterone is making me want to eat 24-7. i didn't have it this bad last month. whooo daddy. watch it.

*praises the name of George Washington Carver* I'm not sure I want to say this...but...I hate peanut butter. Can't stand the stuff. Oh well. I like chocolate.

you're nuts.

Indeed. Thought not, as is clear, about nuts.

sarah, put down that peanut butter!

peanuts aren't real nuts. they're legumes. you could still like pine nuts.

Shhhhhhh! There you go spoiling my joke! I know they're legumes. Jessusagechrist, can't I crack a stupid joke around here? Fine. Indeed. Though not, as is clear, about *legumes*.

that's so interesting. all you little people take a bunch of different foods and slap them together and Eat. I take normally layered food (like a cheeseburger) and take all the layers apart and eat them individually. top bun, bottom bun, condiments, meat.

yeah, but you're a freak.

I AM NOT A little person. EAT ROASTED HONEY NUT SKIPPY, DAMMIT. i've never run into a more despicable bunch of point-and-click wankers in my life. you should all be ashamed. and then sterilized.

this is the word of swine, praise be his name. today's refrain in "eat hot fuck". we seek each day to become less annoying to the great swine. (eat hot fuck) our trials and tribulations become nothing when the infinite wisdom of swine is applied to our daily lives. (eat hot fuck) we shall endevor to drink beer, smoke kaya, and fuck little redheads with tight asses. (eat hot fuck) we shall eat roasted huney nut skippy, dammit. (eat hot fuck)

pfffffft. fuck swine.

amen! now please join me in the profession of faith. we believe in swine, the Father Almighty, Creator of heaven and earth; and in eat hot fuck, His copyrighted catch phrase, our guiding light; Who was conceived by the swine, born of the rockhard stungun of love, suffered under the misuse of morons, was copyrighted, but continued to be used unlicensed. He descended into the court of law; the third day He arose the unholy chambers; He ascended into great wealth and power, situated above the total worth of even the mormons; from thence swine shall come to judge the living and the dead. I believe in the rockhard stungun of love, the Holy Church of Swine, the communion of eat hot fuck, he forgiveness of nothing, you fuck, the restitution of damages resulting from copyright infringement, and of the body and tight ass of little redheaded chicks. Amen.

Amen LMAO....I,m having a sacred cow

nate get your head outta your ass

oh shit. i always thought it was *your* head that was stuck up nate's ass.

i thought i heard someone mumbling. amen.

*NOPE*.......but I am sure yours will fit once he's done.......

ok, everyone: OUT OF MY ASS.

Just what redheads ass were you referring to?

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm red heads

Anyone ever try Jif Chocolate Silk? Peanut Butter& Chocolate flavored spread,I thought it sounded good,but I was wrong,plus it looks like shit.

Works well as a lubricant.

oh my god, so far dogs and sexual favors haven't arisen from the peanut butter discussion, I am thankful.

something my mom used to say. "if it looks like shit, don't eat it. it might be shit."

Didn,t they use peanut butter to make Mr.Ed talk?

why do we always have to talk about nate's rectum?

Talk about his rectum?For the love of God,there are people shoving their heads up his rectum!!! Now that,s something to talk about.

i suspect it's the same reason little boys are constantly fiddling with themselves....

Nate's praying at the church of Swine with at least three heads up his ass, and he calls ME a freak. hmph.

freak. i had a hotdog with peanutbutter on it the other night. it signifiganty changed the qualities of both the hotdog and the peanutbuter. i don't know what "signifiganty" means. i think it's a type of ship.

Did it slide in easily?

Yes for Nate, it was like throwing hot dogs down a hallway

Oh my!

I'm not sure the above info should be privy to the general public,it could effect Nate's sex life,I mean,usually a snugger fit is preferable.

depends on how many "guests" you have.

Have you ever "lost" guests at one of your "gatherings"?

"yes"

just wait till margrets wedding to see what happens to certain guests

Ummmm,this sounds ever-so-intriguing.

I,ll bring the peanut butter,Patrick can take pictures.

i'll bring the lsd.

I'll bring myself, which is enough to probably get me in trouble.

Well,I guess I bring the pack of wild dogs,since no one else offered.

I'm bringing the police - you people are going down.

alright, gee! i'll round up the boys for a little reunion if all these nice people will be giving us head!

Nay,I say,there will be no cops to spoil the day!!

no, love, not cops! The Police!

Here comes the cops,all dressed in blue They,re after me,they,re after you, They have guns,they have knives You better run,for your lives

No offense, Sting, but if you show up , I'm going to have to kick your ass. I swore a blood oath many years ago.

You know, a long time ago I got the name Sting for wearing a black and yellow sweater. but these days, i've earned the name. my tantric boner can break boards. break bones. AND IT WILL BREAK YOUR LITTLE SKULL. Bring it on, oath boy.

Heh. Go contemplate life some more. The Stark Fist of Wrath is on my side, and I have been assigned the power of the casting out of False Prophets. Not to mention the channeling of Pyroflatuation in others. The funny thing about the Police was thatas a group, they were awesome, and as solo artists, all pretty much sucked. Now if that isn't an example of synergy, I don't know what is.

I think the opposit. The police (the group) suck. Sting is pretty darn neat. Nice to look at too.

Now we see the fundamental difference between men and women. In my experience, more women have told me they didn't like the Police but loved Sting, whereas more men have professed the opposite. I wonder why that is. personally, I find teh Police's music to be stimulating (and challenging to play), whereas Sting's solo stuff makes me want to take a nap.

Excuse me, Gee...the Police suck? Let me bite my lip and pretend I didn't read that. Sem: the Police were cool. They had a sense of humor, they had chemistry, they wrote some damn good songs. Sting has a good ear for melody and a willingness to experiment, which are good things. He has too written some good songs. But I prefer the Police, because they weren't as full of themselves.

the police are one of my favorite groups ever. just to put further glitching in your theory. i just read an article that said it was rude to not use capitalization on the internet. fuck it.

I always like the police too,when Lucy was going bonkers on us,after she pissed me off about our kids running away,I kept hearing I can,t,I can,t I can,t stand Lucy...but then I got over it.The thing I appreciate about Sting is that he always tries new things,so he doesn,t use the same formula over and over again,I liked the Cars too..alot.

Hey I said More women, not all women. I also know that the women here are exceptions, but think back to high school (for those who went to HS in the 80s), and think how many girls were gaga over Sting, and how many guys were. I still think that as a population, my theory about men and women and the Police/Sting will be found correct, if anyone ever takes a poll. There may be a factor involved where those don't care what Sting looks like enjoy the Police more, whereas those who admire his good looks (and I'll admit he is a good-lookng man) are more inclined to like his solo stuff.

I didn't notice he was nice looking until I realized that I liked his songs. talent leads to attraction.

Sem, shut up. You're a nice boy, but occasionally you say really dumbassed things. Gee likes Sting better. I've actually had to be restrained from injuring my mom's tv when his smirky "i can't edit my own over-writing" face was on SNL. What a shitbird. Anyway, Andy Taylor did some nice stuff with Fripp (I like it, SHUT UP) and Stewart Copeland has begun to dabble in scoring films. Only Sting sucks post-Police.

I don,t think he,s that goodlooking,but I hear he,s one long,lean,fucking machine,my husband hates him,so I like him just to bother him.

Your husband would hate me too then. Not to digress, but today is National Peanut Butter Day. Carry on.

Then I must love you Simon,is it really required to eat peanut butter today?I,m a little hung over and can,t even drink coffee right now much less stomach the thought of trying to eat peanut butter,but at least the thought of peanut butter doesn,t make me dry heave like the thoght of a fish taco does.Oh shit gotta go visit my sink.

my lady friend made thai peanut chicken for me. except it was turkey. and it was last night.

If she can make peanut sauce,you should marry her,maybe Margret and you could have a double ceremony.

Mmmmm...peanut sauce. I made some the other night. I don't know where it went. I think I ate it when I was drunk. Maybe not.

Hey, I'm a guy, I have to spout off stupid comments once in a while, or else they take away my testicle card. (I had one of Andy Taylor's solo albums. Pretty disappointing after that great work with the Police) National Peanut Butter Day? Why don't I have the day off then? Dammit!

Because they need you to tell them what to do Sem.

i can make thai peanut sauce. is it really Peanut Butter Day? my god that is beautiful. perhaps i'll make Cream of Peanut Butter soup. or just finish off that jar when i get home tonight. oh boy, i already can't wait!! also: http://www.geocities.com/SunsetStrip/Alley/5169/index2.html

today's food obsession: green peppericinis. small, green, spicy, vinegarie poppers of love. if i thought my stomach would agree, i'd eat a whole jar.

watch out for the juice. you don't want it to squirt you in the eye when you bite into it. cuz if that happened, you'd have to stop typing and cry out in your cubicle and then run to the bathroom with your hand covering your eye, which you are sure is probably bleeding by now, it stings so bad, and even though you barely wear any make-up at all, you know that whatever was on your eye is npw running all down your face and you have another four hours left at work and you don't have any saline solution in a little eye dropper sitting around on your desk or anything. so just be careful.

Theoretically speaking.

peppericinis -- good with peanutbutter. on toast. oh my god.

i thought it was spelled pepperoncini. you know what's really fucking good? italian hot (NOT sweet) pepper salad...on anything.

(i just cut and pasted from sarah's. i have nothing to input regarding the spelling of anything.)

of *course* theoretically speaking. i don't, like, work in a cubicle.

godammit nate. it's toast POINTS. sheesh. and no, i had no fucking clue how to spell pepperoncinis or whatever. but now i will never ever forget.

fuck toast points. i'm being serious here. pickled jalpenos and carrots with a peanutbutter and jelly on toast is about as close to nirvana you can come after a bongload. or before. or during. or whatever goddamnit off my dilznik.