» April 8, 2007 10:36 PM by Nicole
After watching an in-depth report on 'Marshmallow Peep Jousting,' Jakob suggested that Andrew and I prepare our peeps for battle.

My peep is the one on the left. I named him Sir WeepiePeep because he looked like he'd been crying. (Never a good sign.) I'm not sure what Andrew named his peep. Probably something clever like Sir Cumference.
The rules are easy. Two peeps enter, one peep leaves.
Place your peeps facing each other on a paper plate. Stick toothpicks in the bellies. Put them in the microwave. Nuke them for 60 seconds. They balloon to hilarious proportions. The peep that stabs first shall be champion.

My peep took a dive early on. He just keeled over. What a douche!

Ewwww. A gooey, pink mess. Peep Pop Art.

Awol ate the loser.
I vow to avenge your death, Sir WeepiePeep.