Breaking Up With Mr. Peanut

If you're a regular visitor, then you already know about my own problems with this guy. I never had anybody read a cartoon over the phone to me until tonight. It's fun. Thanks, B! Of course I had to go hunt this down and post it immediately. Poor Mr. Peanut. For the first time ever, I feel sorry for him. Even if he did ruthlessly chase me down the street a very long time ago; apparently Mr. Peanut's heart can be broken too, and it's a shame that it had to happen. Just don't come looking for me again, OK? (That monocle....pretty creepy! And for a legume, he can move pretty darn fast). Chin up, my salty friend. Love will come again. I...gottta.... be going...... uh, now.