February 7th 2013 6:07 pm
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Mom always keeps cookie dough in the fridge. She never makes cookies, she just likes to eat it raw. She says it's better that way.
Dad does not like to eat raw cookie dough. He wanted baked cookies. So he made cookies with mom's cookie dough. (Dad is a brave man). Dad thought they were ok and ate a few before bedtime. He left the rest on the plate on the coffee table. There were 7 cookies left when dad went to bed.
When dad got up there were 2 cookies on the table. Whoo ate the cookies? Well mom and dad were sleeping away and I heard a noise. I got up and looked out the window. There was a blue fuzzy monster with googly eyes muttering under his breath: "Cookie, cookie, cookie starts with C." Yeah-that's the ticket.
Well, what could I do? I had to eat the cookies before that cookie monster broke into the house and ate the cookies. I had no choice. I was protecting my home and family and the cookies that dad worked hard to bake and had to face mom saying: Hey where is my cookie dough?
And they were Delicious.
ps. I've been having problems with dogster lately, that's why I haven't been around. Hopefully all the fleas are gone.
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Good job savin' all them cookies! I am sure your folks would want them in your belly insteada the Cookie Monster's!