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But honestly, what else was I supposed to do? Sing about tacos when I literally make peanut butter balls all day? Be serious.
So when the song hits “Just open your mouth and close your eyes…” I KNOW some of you didn’t even question it. You just went, “Say less.” Calm down — they’re snacks. (Delicious snacks, but still.)
And since we’re already in too deep, here are the balls you’re all here pretending not to want: ⚪️ PB White Chip 🍫 PB Dark Cacao 🍯 PB Caramel 🧈 PB Butterscotch 🥜 PB Peanut Butter 🌰 Nuttzo Butter Dark Cacao
So yes… it’s raining balls. My balls. A full-blown nutty forecast. Try not to slip on your excitement. 😘