I'm crushed
Hey, thin mint Girl guide cookies are in.
Smartass. Don't you have a building to fall off or summat?
I don't get to ride swingstages much anymore...we're not doing any wall work here in Calgary
So I don't get to look forward to a email telling of your tragic demise after a plunge from hundreds of feet up? I'll try and contain my dismay.
WHERE!?!?!?!?!?!
I needs me fix
(they need a 12 step program for those)
1. Swear you won't eat any this year.
2. Throw the cellophane sleeve in the trash and try to look innocent when asked where a whole sleeve of Thin Mints went.
3. hide the box under other trash and try to look innocent when asked if you know where the cookies are.
4. Repeat.
Why do you need twelve steps? Four works just fine.
House of four. Only one fan of mint.
I have my own shelf in the freezer. No guilt, no questions, no competition.
Today, o most holy day my boss came in with a case fo cookies, oh yea I now have 2 boxes in my desk drawer, and nay they shall NOT see the light of my abode.
Sugarhigh
(I gotta have it, really need it to get by)
Sugarhigh
(I wanna feel it, can't quite feel it... sugarhigh)
oooooh Leslie is gonna read this and then you're gonna be in trooooouble for not sharing with her.
Did I post pictures of when I had 203 cases of Girl Scout cookies in the house?