Smucker’s, you fu*ker.

Never have apples & peanut butter been so dramatic, nor tasted so.  Do you see one of the arms growing out of the right (your left) side of the Smucker’s jar?  It tried choking me with those guns.  Normal peanut butter chokes you from within like a sleeper agent, which is cool on it’s own, but this?  Arms?  It went at my neck as soon as I released it from it’s safety seal!  I guess they keep peanut butter packaged up in these decorated glass jail cells for a reason.  It will never escape, either.  Peanut butter is incredibly lazy.  It’s a butter sloth.

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