Peanut Butter

We're in dire straits. I checked the kitchen today and found that I have a jar of peanut butter and no bread at all! Well, not quite so dire if dad would actually eat that peanut butter. He's always demolishing the bread at an incredible rate and leaving the peanut butter behind. It's a bit like the Rapture where the bread gets taken up and the peanut butter gets left behind. What a poor, lonely jar. I wonder if it's normal for one to have to go to get bread just to go with the peanut butter. Hmm.