Dear Crunchy Peanut Butter,
Why do my crackers break off in you? You're clearly superior to creamy peanut butter, but you're so hard to eat without a utensil. I just don't want to do those dishes.
Work with me, man.
Love,
Amanda (and Brittany)
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Dear Peanut Butter Balls,
You are a dirty lie from my childhood. Why can't we figure out how to make you again? You tasted like the inside of Reeces times 100.
I just want to taste you again.
Love,
Amanda (and Brittany)
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I'm pretty sure this isn't only going to be about peanut butter. We'll see.
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