Seals
 

No, not the kind you club for their pelts. The kind that keep cyanide out of your tylenol. The seals are everywhere and sometimes damned annoying.
Everytime I open a jar of peanut butter I curse the seal which is very difficult to remove completely, leaving an uneven surface which won't seal tight. Get to the point, Bruce.

Ok, so I open a 4 lb jar of peanut butter and there is no seal. Careful inspection reveals there probably wasn't one. I've fought enough of these varmits to know what the effect on the jar the removal process causes. The peanut butter appears to be undisturbed. If someone "played" with the peanut butter wouldn't they at least try to replace the seal?

Do I eat it?
Test it on animals?
Neighborhood children?
Give it to a homeless person?
Bring it to Forks tm?
Or take it back to the store?
Show of hands, please. :)

chuck it. 'taint worth the risk.....

or, save it, and next time you're in that store, check a jar just like it for a seal.

remember, peanut butter settles when warm, so you may not be able to see if it had been disturbed.

a FOUR pound jar? Now that's some peanut butter. I'd pitch it.

For four pounds ... that's a hefty bunch of PB, and a hefty chunk of change. Return it to the store.

They'll share your concern when they see there's none eaten out of it. They get enough people who eat half and return the rest saying it was bad :(

Why don't you eat it, then tell us what happens. You may end up with superpowers!:lol:

Because of the rain today there weren't any kids out so I think I'll take it back to the store. I doubt if they will question it. :apistola:

I opened something a while back with a seal that wasn't glued properly so it was loose. I can't remember what it was. Anyway I ate it because food saftey isn't on my extensive list of irrational fears.

I think a big jar of PB lasts about a week or two in our house. The jars the size of a canteloupe. In our house, I'd just use it. I'd be thankful that I didn't have to wrestle with the seal myself. PITA.

I agree with Griff. There are better things to spend my limited reserves of worry on. Having said that, I did return a quart of sour cream the other day. After peeling back the foil seal underneath the plastic replaceable lid, there was a circle of green mold on the underside of the seal. Ewww. MrsV told me about her discovery and asked me to return it. I did, and the store (Safeway) was very accommodating. They never asked for my reciept, and suggested I open the replacement in the store to be sure I was getting one that was ok. Very easy. PB? I think I'd still eat it.

There's a "blew a seal" joke in here somewhere, but I can't locate it.

It's over there, with the jar of mayo.

Just because you're not paranoid doesn't mean they're not out to get you.

:thumb: I was thinking more on the lines of Peanut Butter and a Blow Job

Peanut butter and a blow job? Like, having your mouth full of...creamy or crunchy?

Or how about ... spreading it on your nuts and letting your dog have a go at it?

That'd be my first inclination.




To give it some context (from the 2000 movie Road Trip - partially filmed at my college):

Kyle: It's not cheating if you spread peanut butter on your balls and let your dog lick it off.
[Josh, Rubin and E.L. are understandably repulsed]
Kyle: Because it's your dog.
Rubin: Jesus Christ!
Kyle: You know, because it's YOUR dog, get it?
Rubin: Yeah, we've got it.