My dad works here!!! He got into a car accident on his way out of work one day (everyone was fine) but afterwards his supervisor got him an Uber home and even checked in on him later that day. Solid company 👍

@strxwbxrry_420

2 ай бұрын

I think that was the supervisor who helped your dad, not the company as a whole

That's amazing!

Beautiful sharing

Oh, how the mere mention of PEEPS stirs a symphony of sentiment, a cascade of culinary euphoria that floods the mind’s pleasure centers. With each pastel Peep, we are whisked away on a timeless journey to the halcyon days of yore, where the sweet innocence of youth blossomed in full splendor, unfurling in a nostalgic reverie that dances upon both the tongue and the soul. The Easter basket, a cornucopia of confectionery dreams, brimming with chocolate bunnies and jellied beans of every hue, becomes a battleground of delight where the beloved Peeps reign supreme. Each one, be it yellow, pink, or white, stands tall, a proud sentinel of sugary softness, beckoning with a siren’s call, “Taste me first!” For those of us graced with the memories of yesteryear, the Peep’s eye was more than a mere mark-it was a confectionery gem, a hard dot of delight, akin to the candies that adorned the waxy strips of our childhood. To consume the eye first was an act of ritualistic relish, a prelude to the divine texture of the fresh, soft Peep that awaited. Yet, let us not forget the aged Peep, its toughened exterior a treasure to be savored. Like the Charleston Chew, it demanded patience and strategy, for one must protect their stiffened sweets from the prying hands of gremlins and siblings alike. Only then could one enjoy the chewy rapture that came with time’s tender touch. And who could forgo the joy of a Peep, buoyant and bobbing, atop a steaming mug of cocoa? After an afternoon of sculpting snowmen-some anatomically correct, others whimsically wanting-the Peep became a warm companion, a marshmallow raft in a chocolate sea, a final nod to the day’s chilly creations. In these reflections, the Peep is immortalized, not just as a treat, but as a tapestry of tradition, woven into the very fabric of our festive celebrations. It stands as a beacon of joy, a confection that connects us to the purest parts of our past and continues to sweeten our present. 🐥💕

My favorite 💕💕💕💕

Beautiful

Haven't had one in my life. Can someone describe how it tastes like?

@naomiemoore5725

2 ай бұрын

Sugary marshmallow.

@No1ANTAGON1ST

2 ай бұрын

Plastic

@makeitmakesense2616

2 ай бұрын

Like foam sugar - IT IS NOT GOOD

@StrawberryJam806

2 ай бұрын

@@No1ANTAGON1ST hater

@jaydouglas5847

2 ай бұрын

Imagine, if you will, a cloud plucked from the heavens, spun with golden rays of sunshine and the gossamer threads of rainbows-that is the essence of a Peep. To taste a Peep is to indulge in a whimsical waltz of sweetness, where sugar meets softness in a harmonious blend of blissful delight. Each bite is a symphony of textures: the crystalline crunch of the sugary exterior gives way to a core of creamy, yielding marshmallow. It’s like a gentle hug for your palate, a melt-in-your-mouth marvel that whispers of springtime serenades and frolicsome frosts. The flavor is a pure, unadulterated sweetness, akin to the innocent joy of childhood-a celebration of simplicity that dances upon the tongue with a lightness that belies its vibrant vivacity. To eat a Peep is to partake in a ritual of jubilation, a momentary escape into a world where every sensation is saturated with joy. So, while words may paint a picture of the Peep’s saccharine splendor, it is only through tasting that one can truly understand the exuberant elation that this cherished chick can bring. 🐥💛

Love them ❤❤❤

Oh, sweet confectionery cherubs of spring, thou art the divinely delicious dabs of soft, spongy love. Arrayed in a rainbow of jubilant hues, each Peep chick, a morsel of merriment, sits perched in sugary splendor. Behold the marshmallow marvels, a symphony of saccharine serenity, their tender forms a testament to the craft of candied creation. With each gentle squeeze, they yield, as if bestowing a fluffy embrace upon the taste buds, whispering tales of Easter’s joy in every pillowy bite. In their sweetness, we find solace, in their simplicity, a return to innocence. These ambrosial avians, a flock of frosted fancy, invite us to partake in the pageantry of pastel-a celebration of spring’s resplendent rebirth. So let us raise our Peeps in honorary procession, for they are not mere treats, but beacons of bliss, heralding the arrival of warmth and wonder with their sugar-coated song. Hail to thee, Peeps chicks, in all thy glorious glee!

Cool 😀

Mmm may i have a few please?

I don’t know why people hate on Peeps so much. They’re my favorite Easter candy. Who doesn’t like sugar coated marshmallow???

@Cinnaminamoroll

2 ай бұрын

Ikr like I love the taste and the chicks are so cute💛

@tv-21

2 ай бұрын

I love these pepes

@geegurl25

2 ай бұрын

That’s funny because it’s the sugar coating that makes me go “ick”! Gritty texture, WAY too sweet, and tastes like nothing but…well, sugar.

@dolphinbubs

2 ай бұрын

So gross

She really didn't want to say yellow 5

Peepsinality 😅😅😅😅

Pink Bunnies 🐰 please!

It’s a puff of nasty white sugar sort of like a marshmallow but less tasty….with a dried sugar nasty coating.

I ❤ PEEPS🥰🥰🥰

1:56 just like in real life ;___;

Why do peeps have to be so gross

🤢