tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post1489660851543311567..comments2013-06-29T14:58:37.109-06:00Comments on Musings from Baby Jail: Marshmallow CremeJennhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01592312983008232386noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post-45688144410532097722007-11-25T11:24:00.000-07:002007-11-25T11:24:00.000-07:00I have several suggestions, but they're all sexual...I have several suggestions, but they're all sexual in nature.Philippe de St-Denishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11648551343697295150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post-17106969467546334542007-11-22T16:18:00.000-07:002007-11-22T16:18:00.000-07:00Is it bad that my first instinct is "projectile"?Is it bad that my first instinct is "projectile"?Jameshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12927156817894677398noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post-17779089383379385462007-11-21T16:53:00.000-07:002007-11-21T16:53:00.000-07:00Hmm. Does this make you a fluffer?Hmm. Does this make you a fluffer?Emmetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00223723243262289188noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post-6894234837822358242007-11-21T13:25:00.000-07:002007-11-21T13:25:00.000-07:00When Ian got home from work and looked in the frid...When Ian got home from work and looked in the fridge, he got all excited. "What's in that jar?? It looks like Fluff! Did you make fluff! I love that stuff!"<BR/><BR/>Who knew. I still can't bring myself to imagine eating that stuff on toast without gagging.Jennhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01592312983008232386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11256222.post-89761243941315057382007-11-20T14:23:00.000-07:002007-11-20T14:23:00.000-07:00When I lived in Massachusetts, I had to communte r...When I lived in Massachusetts, I had to communte right past the Marshmallow Fluff factory in Lynn. You could really smell it lingering in the air as you drove by. <BR/><BR/>I've personally never indulged, but I'm told that it is quite good on a sandwich with peanut butter. I believe this is called a "Fluffernutter." <BR/><BR/>Down here it is available in flavours, and my husband once bought me a jar of bright pink Fluff as a joke, but we never did get around to opening and eating it. I may well be the only American alive that's never eaten the stuff.<BR/><BR/>BTW-your cards arrived yesterday, thank you so much for thinking of us. Danny grabbed his, tore it open and then ran off with the card to his room to wave to Canada.Goodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17383404429461423998noreply@blogger.com