Yesterday I bought some cookies from the store as a treat for the girls for behaving exceptionally well while their mom was out of town. I consider it bribery after the fact. It's the least I could do, right?
When Mary came home today she saw only one cookie left. She took a bite and said "I cannot resist these cookies. They are like crack to me."
So I went back to the store and bought another batch. I ate one while one the way home. We only live four blocks from the store. I think Mary is right. If crack came in cookie form, Lofthouse would my dealer.
4 comments:
Ok Dan! What happened to your will power. I don't have it either!
Hello Dan.
My name is Steve, I'll bring the ice cream.
I also have to admit to the LLF - Lofthouse Love Fest
FAD, Steve, Bradley... welcome to the first official meeting of LHCCAA (Loft House Crack Cookie Addicts Anonymous). I will adjorn this meeting immediately, because I do not want to be cured. Thanks...munch, crunch, munch...mmm!
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