Day twenty-I-can’t-believe-I’m-still-trying: Something I ate didn’t eat
In protest to a bunch of h8trs, I bought a crap load of Girl Scout Cookies this year from a co-worker’s daughter, even though I can’t eat them. There they sat (and have been sitting…mocking me all day) on my desk when I came in.
I think I’m going to become a neighborhood Cookie Phantom and leave them on friend’s doorsteps with anon notes. Maniacal laugh ensues.
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electradaddy said:
For years I’ve handed out those stupid tagalongs to random, cute guys. Not once have any of them decided to tagalong with me…anywhere. That cookie, while yummy, is a lie.
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departuresandarrivals reblogged this from positivelypersistentteach and added:
Even better, send them to me… Jk, donate them to a food bank, yo.
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bumbleeebeees said:
Same here. Bought about 8 boxes and can’t eat them.
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tigerrrrr reblogged this from discoballdad and added:
doorstep all the way over here in Portland I’ve been looking for where these bitchass girlscouts are selling them...
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falsepalindrome said:
Send them north! They do not exist here!
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filledejupiter said:
Man, now I want Samoas.
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