“Marisa Shreve sent us a box of peanut butter fudge! No picture, no card, just FUDGE!”
Are you serious!? Peanut Butter FUDGE! Let me tell you, it was pretty amazing. You could taste the love- except for Marty. Marty is incredibly allergic to Peanut Butter, and so even inhaling it is cause for alarm- and also, death. So when it comes to the fudge, Marty is a wet blanket, but the rest of us? Muy delicioso!
Take that, scale! Britt stared longingly at the fudge, but is completely devoted to her diet and would NOT give into temptation. Me? Who am I to turn away a delectable gift? I had 24 pieces- but, they were little pieces! Marisa, your gesture is tremendously appreciated. It’s been a crazy couple of weeks and that was an awesome present! Thank you, thank you, thank you! Ted was glad to be back in the good ol’ US of A, and nothing says freedom like a mouthful of scrumdidlyumptuous peanut butter fudge! Since you didn’t send us a picture of you, I’m printing your picture up and framing it on our wall myself, we are honored to place you on our wall. As for the rest of the team? Well, here are a few words of thanks:
[girl]Ashley: Indescribably amazing! Many thanks!
Yvonne: Very good! Thank you so much, Marisa.
Jaime: Mmmmm peanut buttery, sugary- almost made Trevor’s head explode!
Ted: It’s like a party in my mouth! An awesome, peanut buttery party. I Liiiiiikeee!
Ps. You didn’t use batch 2111 of PeterPan Peanut Butter…did you? DID YOU!?