Agents of chaos at work.
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Agents of chaos at work.

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Here at Reese’s Puffs WWHQ we’re working on innovative new ways for people to enjoy Reese’s Puffs. To help out our gamer fans, we’re working on a hands free Reese’s Puffs feeding helmet. Your thoughts?

Here at Reese’s Puffs WWHQ we’re working on innovative new ways for people to enjoy Reese’s Puffs. To help out our gamer fans, we’re working on a hands free Reese’s Puffs feeding helmet. Your thoughts?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

What would be on the back of the ultimate box of Reese’s Puffs?

The people have demanded a pony with access to a lifetime supply of Reese’s Puffs. And so it is.

The people have demanded a pony with access to a lifetime supply of Reese’s Puffs. And so it is.

The world may never know.

The world may never know.

Make sure to do your part.

Make sure to do your part.

Wizard Penguins need Reese’s Puffs too. People always think, “Wizard Penguins have everything!” Not without Reese’s Puffs they don’t.(Illustration by Jon Stich: http://www.etsy.com/people/jonstich)

Wizard Penguins need Reese’s Puffs too. People always think, “Wizard Penguins have everything!” Not without Reese’s Puffs they don’t.

(Illustration by Jon Stich: http://www.etsy.com/
people/jonstich)

An Open Letter To People Who Eat Reese’s Puffs, from a Reese’s Puff

Dear People Who Eat Me,

I would like to begin by saying that I understand, and I’m not mad. I’m not mad at all. If I were human, I would eat me too. I’m delicious. I’ve been told this since the beginning. So let’s get that out of the way: I ain’t mad. In fact, I’m a little bit jealous. You see, if I ate Reese’s Puffs, I’d be committing all types of wrong. Social norms and such, ‘eating your own kind.’ So, am I mad? No. Jealous? Absolutely.

I do feel a little worried, though. I mean, as a Reese’s Puff, you never really know when it’s coming. You know what I’m talking about. One second you’re just chilling in your box with hundreds of your homies, and the next second you’re being dumped into a bowl of skim milk. Soon you’re being poked and prodded with a big silver spoon. And then who knows what happens after that. ‘The great unknown.’ I’ve heard stories from Puffs that have fallen from the spoon while on their way to that big, dark tunnel—never in the same shape they were in when they left. But they say that Puffs that enter that tunnel go into ‘a transformation.’ The Puffs that come back look gnarled and battered. Man, who really knows what happens—but I do know that most Puffs don’t come back. 

So I wait. And that’s what I’m trying to tell you, person who eats me. My life is all about waiting. And I do it for you. So the next time you open your box of Puffs, maybe just think for a second about what I’m sacrificing, and what you’re gaining. 

Enjoy!

RP