I was put in charge of Spring cleaning today and I was in charge of cleaning the kitchen. I found an old jar of cookie mix way in the back and secretly called Sequoia over to guard the kitchen while I examined it more closely.
He seems like a pretty competent guard dog. |
A little parchment paper and some handiwork with a couple of teaspoons made it easy to prepare my cookies. Perhaps I can get gig on Cooking with Ben.
I decided to take a break from the cookies to make a snack. Chicken-a-la-Little Fox.
As I took my break my roommates found the cookies and put them in a plastic bag. Opening the bag was harder than I thought so I decided ask my friend Reindeer to help me out.
Once we figure out this puzzle the cookies will be ours!!!!!
The cookies will be ours! MUHAHAHAHA!
ReplyDelete...Ahem. Excuse me. I don't know what came over me.
I hear you, I am the same way when I see chicken at the grocery store.
DeleteNo they're not. They're MINE!!!
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DeleteI totally understand that feeling, when I go to the cheese factory in town I always get ultra possessive about all the cheese. It's Mine, all mine..............
DeleteRemember, if you need cookie taste testers, you know who to call...
ReplyDeleteOf course, I will call Sandy. No wait Achilles. No wait Beanie. No wait Jake. Yes, I will call Jake to taste my cookies. Thanks for the suggestion.
DeleteNo... ***look deep into my eyes***... you... will... call... Sandy... ***deep into my eyes***... yes... you... will!!
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