The Junkie Needs Her Fix
For the first time I can ever remember, no one came to me or to my parents to sell Girl Scout Cookies. And I did not see any of them selling in front of the Horribly Overpriced Chain Store. So I did not get my Girl Scout Cookie fix.
WHAT AM I GOING TO DO???
No Thin Mints, no shortbread cookies (whatever they call those now-- used to be Trefoils), no lemon bars... I used to love the Hoedowns, but can't eat them anymore (thanks, autoimmune overreaction!), but I still like to look longingly at the boxes.
Where did all the Girl Scouts go?
posted by katze @ 10:27 AM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
Your sister is a girl scout???
Somehow seems... out of character.
Mad dog says: I'll have a future girl scout for you in a week or three... Can I put you down for a box?
Oh, you can just tell Rory right now that I will buy ALL of what ever crap she ever sells for a fundraiser, 'cause I'm a total sucker that way.
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