Um. Remember not too long ago when I was going on about how edgy and alt Nutella is, and asserting that peanut butter is boring by comparison?
I take it all back:
When Smuckers met Olivier de Sagazan.
The Skinemax-worthy soundtrack makes this infinitely more disturbing. Not to mention the plastic wrap.
Via our beloved Siege, whose curatorial instincts sometimes jump the track from sharing sublime beauty to just wanting us all to cry and punch ourselves repeatedly in the netherbits until they shrivel up and fall off. (He has proven this on multiple occasions.)