‘C’ for Cookie
By Pixel. Filed in daily slice |
88. I am a citizen of the world, but only two countries recognize my nationality: Mexico and the U.S. So weird.
What’s this? Am I eating a cookie? How did that come about?
Well, I’m glad you ask, World. See, it started with this post. I won some cookies… and… yesterday, my cousin received an envelope that suggested: Do Not Bend.
I don’t think I look much like her. What do you think?
Hmm.. I wonder how they delivered it with the address all blacked out like that?
And now inside…
I seriously don’t know what’s wrong with me: I didn’t take any pictures of the actual cookies. WTF??
But I did take a picture of us about to sit down for some good peanut butter and sugar cookies:
In the end: Narfna rulez. Why can’t more of you send me cookies?
Wednesday, June 11th 2008 at 20:25 |
awww – your cousin’s adorable. and honestly? I do see some resemblence
Thursday, June 12th 2008 at 8:16 |
There is a definite resemblance. And hey, the only thing I get in the mail are bills, so you are SO lucky! Last, thanks. Thanks a LOT. Because NOW I am going to have that dang Sesame Street song going through my head ALL DAY….
Thursday, June 12th 2008 at 17:07 |
Yay, cookies!!!! I hope they weren’t too stale. I decided to opt for the 5-7 day postage because I am po’, and I was slightly worried that would be a bad idea. Also, that was the longest address EVAR.
Thursday, June 19th 2008 at 3:15 |
I LOVE, MISS and HATE you! j/k about the hate. was the cookie really really really good?
Saturday, July 5th 2008 at 20:54 |
I made cookies once. I could have been arrested if I sent them through the mail. No, it’s not what you’re probably thinking, they were just bad enough to kill and hence a dangerous substance. Anyway, that’s why.