Someday, someone is going to write a memoir with that title. And, now, they’ll owe me royalties. 
Here’s me as an m&m:
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My life as a peanut m&m…
February 1, 2007 by Kerri
OMG I LOVE you as an M&M. I have added you to my M&M linky post.
Sheila: Thanks
I just noticed that we have the same smirk, except that I look like I’m smirking with a fat lip. 
Thanks for the linky, linky. 
You know, I never really thought of you as a peanut M&M. I mean, sure, you’re nutty, but not peanuty. Maybe more Almondy. Something a little more… special and different. I don’t know. Now I’m sounding all mushy-like and I can see Baldy sitting there at his desk turning all lime with jealousy (I have a theory that the Hulk wasn’t so much angry as he was jealous… Baldy = Hulk… Ponder that one for a while…). How do I get myself in these spots? Me and my big mouth…
Must.
Control.
Rage.
Way.
Too.
Cold.
To.
Shred.
Clothes.
Oohhh…I’d forgotten this comment of Rantz’s, being all nutty over me. heh.
Yes, please Bald Man, keep your clothes on!!! Not an ounce of fat on you to keep you from turning into a Baldsicle!!!!
hehe she said nutty and baldsicle… See, she’s no peanut, she’s got to be a cashew or something. I’m half tempted to keep saying good things about her just to see a baldsicle, but then I’d have to see a nude baldy, and that would be gross (Although it would answer the question of if he’s a real bald guy… sorry, bad bad bad).
Rantz: If you’re looking for your mind, I think I saw it lying in the gutter.
Strange that you should have been there too. At least I’m not alone.
Dude, I am NOT in the gutter with you. Mrs. Rantz, if you’re reading, I was NOT in the gutter with your hubby!!! Sheesh, you trying to get me in trouble?
Umm… yeah… I’ve really got no response for that one.
None.