Everyone knows I drink a lot of Diet Coke, so. . . I drink chocolate milk after races as my recovery drink, and you won't ever find me without a peanut butter sandwich in my bag at races or without a jar of peanut butter when I am heading to Europe.
If we give someone a piece of bread and butter, that's kindness, but if we put jelly or peanut butter on it, then it's Loving Kindness.
It's like peanut butter and chocolate. Each is great, but they're better together.
I've always wanted to like, swim in a swimming pool filled with peanut butter
A very, very religious man. Every time I eat a peanut, I feel immortal.
I don't think I've ever bench-pressed anything in my life. Until about two years ago I swam a mile almost every day. Then I stopped and I lost a lot of weight because my appetite was less. I'm not skinny now - I'm spindly. I eat an extremely simple diet - mostly salmon, avocado, feta cheese, chicken, eggs, peanut butter, blueberries, and quinoa.
Peanut butter - the pâté of childhood.
Without peanut butter, I might starve.
The best thing I can make is a peanut butter-and-jelly sandwich.
You can spread jelly on the peanut butter but you can't spread peanut butter on the jelly.
I had peanut butter once. It was awful.
Well, you know, I had been a peanut farmer. I had - you know who was the first president - Democratic president I ever met? Bill Clinton.
Elmer has the mentality of approximately one peanut.
There's nothing better than good sex. But bad sex? A peanut butter and jelly sandwich is better than bad sex.
I'm going to live until I die, and everything in between is just another excuse to eat peanut butter.
When I became vegan I thought I would have to deprive myself of certain sweets that I loved so much, like caramel and peanut butter cups, but on the contrary!
To me, peanut butter is the breakfast of champions!
No more rhymes now I mean it!” “Anybody want a peanut?” “AAHH!
Enemy giants moved towards the breech, and Tyson picked up the fallen warrior’s club. He yelled something to his fellow blacksmiths – probably ‘FOR POSEIDON!’ – but with his mouth full of peanut butter it sounded like, ‘PUH PTEH BUN. ’ His brethren all grabbed hammers and chisels, yelled, ‘PEANUT BUTTER!’ and charged behind Tyson into battle.
