Oh, how sweet it is.

The day after Easter, an annual event occurs that only the strong or idiotic or hungry participate in. At Dawson Street Pub, it was the annual "PEEP OFF" competition. The event was the brainchild of a bar bet between regular patrons John Brown and "Ozzy".
"John Brown said one day how much he liked Peeps and Ozzy told John that he could eat more and he didn't even like Peeps," said event organizer, Anthony Hennessy.
That year, Hennessy out ate John Brown. The year after six people joined in the action. The Peep off has had some interesting history. The rules were fairly simple. One 20-minute round of eating, followed by a wait of 15 minutes. You heave, you leave. Other rules included 'No dunking' and 'No blenders'. The 'No blenders' rule was instated after participant Vince "Prof. Peep" Fumo Jr., used science to beat the competition. Fumo dissolved his Peeps in lemon juice and drank the result while other competitors swallowed the sugar-coated Marshmellow treats the old-fashioned way.

Let the eating begin

This year's crop of com"peep"itors included Hennessy again, dubbed 'The People's Champ". The field included four others: (I shall use their titles in order to downplay the shame of their gluttony.) Peep-to Bismol, Peep-B-R, Peep-in' Ain't Easy, and Peep On Peepin' On.
Each contestant had a total of 60 Peeps at their station, one bucket, and water available. Plastic tarps covered the playing area.
"Slimy, sugary puke is hard to clean up," said DSP owner David Wilby.
To be honest, having been a veteran spectator of three Wing Bowls, I was a little disappointed at the leisurely pace these com"peep"itors brought to the table. There even included banter between themselves. Spectators got in on the action asking the field if the soft yellow, bird-shaped candy "was hard to swallow?" For some, it was a challenge, for others, it was not so much.
At the end of time, the People's Champ was on top with 56 Peeps; Peep On Peepin' On with 46; Peep-to Bismol, 42; Peepin' Ain't Easy, 30; Peep-B-R, 27.

A colorful ending

Now, the waiting started. Contestants discussed with each other techniques on eating peeps. Hennessy remembered a competition when one of the eaters light up a cigar, in effort to smoke out the competition, made himself ill and was scratched in competition.
In the final moments, nothing happened and the score remained as it was. Hennessy announced that he was retiring from the com'peep'ition. He would continue to run the event but no longer eat. He was happy to go out on top. No longer than a minute went by when the contestants filed out of the pub to the street to purge themselves of the surgery holiday snack.
Bright, foamy, sometimes chunky expurgation landed on the sidewalk to be washed away in the next rain or eaten by local felines as is tradition.
"It tasted better coming back up," said Peepin' Ain't Easy. "It was like a foamy milkshake that wasn't so gritty."