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The Peanut Butter Story

So, what’s this about the author’s face being stuffed with peanut butter cookies? Here is an interesting little incident that happened to this author some time ago.

I used to be extremely fond of eating peanut-butter cookies. Yum Yum. Those crunchy little biscuits sandwiching peanut butter cream which isn’t too sweet, nor too bland, and just a little salty to make it taste delicious. I could eat up to a whole packet of these at one go, and skip my lunch. Does wonders to my complexion….the face turned as oily as the iron frying plates at McDonald’s (Trademark) after lunch and dinner peak hours….yeah. And I hate an oily face to a vengeance, given the hot and humid weather in Singapore.

Plus…the mother strictly forbids my partaking in any sweet or fattening foods. The reason of which is obvious enough (I am fat!). So, imagine one fine day, when the mother was out for a while, and I just happened (sure, haha) to have a packet of those biscuits in my possession. No prizes for guessing what I did, then. I was gobbling down half the packet of cookies in quite a hurry. For there is no telling what the mother would do if she catches me committing the act.

As you might have guessed, she returned waaay earlier than her estimated time of arrival…imagine the pounding of my heart as she pounded in a similar fashion on my door.

“Just a minute, I’m changing!” I cried out the lamest excuse there ever was to keep her from barging in, while stuffing my face with the other half packet of the cookies. Gave me a choking, coughing fit, it did, as the little unchewed pieces lodged themselves in my throat and refused to be washed down by water; large amounts of water indeedy.

Till this day, I refuse to touch or even look at a peanut butter cookie, as I would be reminded of that incident and feel an overwhelming urge to puke there and then. Wahahah. So you have it. Whenever I feel really sick of something, I would use this expression “until the author’s face looks as if she had stuffed it to the full with peanut butter cookies, but that’s another story altogether.” Understand? Now back to the main story, please.

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