And the thing is? Apparently I don't like Samoas anymore. What the happy fuck is that about? I mean, I was well aware that I wasn't a huge fan of coconut, because I live with myself every day, but for some reason I was immune to those caramel-y, chocolate-y rings of Heaven.
Dear Thin Mints and Tagalongs, you are too delicious to exist. I'll see you in hell.
Girl Scout cookies always remind me of two things:
Monica: "When I was a Brown Bird, my dad bought all of the cookies, and I ate them all."
Ross: "No, dad HAD to buy all of the cookies BECAUSE you ate them all."
Ross: "They call me COOKIE DUDE!"
and, of course:
Dear Thin Mints and Tagalongs, you are too delicious to exist. I'll see you in hell.
Girl Scout cookies always remind me of two things:
Monica: "When I was a Brown Bird, my dad bought all of the cookies, and I ate them all."
Ross: "No, dad HAD to buy all of the cookies BECAUSE you ate them all."
Ross: "They call me COOKIE DUDE!"
and, of course:
2 comments:
I have never liked Samoas. True story.
momma - Well now I feel okay. I do think that it's strange that my tastes have changed, but that correlates with the fact that I am now unable to finish a 2 pack of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
Post a Comment