what is it about girl scout cookies that turns us all into human cookie monsters? i mean, ok, please don't shoot me for saying this, but they're not that good--seriously. but there just seems to be something mildly acceptable about sitting down to watch tv or, skipping lunch or, just standing at your counter and devouring at least whole sleeve of thin mints--and those stupid samoas...damn those stupid samoas. why, if you eat a row of oreos you're looked upon as a pig but, girl scout cookies...well, that's ok. one of life's little mysteries i spose...or, it could simply be our one time of the year to guiltlessly gorge because you know damn well that everyone around you is partaking in that same guilty pleasure and, for just a tiny window during each long year, it becomes socially acceptable to channel our inner swine...
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I think we think they are so good becuse we only get them once a year, if girl scout cookies we avaivable all year around would we boy six box's at a time?
you're totally right. i just wish i could make 'em last all year...
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