shout-outs (shouts-out?) to Micah, who will always be my Lord of the Peeps.

I would explain, but how do you explain a peep torture contest that culminates in an iron maiden designed for peeps and consisting of the core of a toilet paper roll, industrial staples and electrical tape? It would seem that there are others with this unhealthy obsession with Easter candy -
the evidence (Hat tip - Ironic Catholic).

And from Micah -



Sorry there's not German "translation".