I can very well imagine that sandwich! Heaping with at least an inch of peanut butter and possibly another half inch of jam, held together difficultly by an outer sheathing of bread straining to reach around the pbj contents. Mmmm. I've had many a similar sandwich in my day; alas, I've had no older brother to use it as an assault weapon. I'll trust your wise words that it was not the best of experiences.
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Lol, I can tell that you take your PB & J sandwiches seriously, as do I. And yeah, not my finest of moments, but many years later here I am, making jokes...Although...I swear there's still some peanut butter on my brain!
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