Some Say Love...
"...it is a cookie
with corny words
sloopily etched
on top..."
[Sung to the beat of Bette Midler's, "Rose")
Or perhaps I'm just jealous.
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Wednesday, April 02, 2008
Or perhaps I'm just jealous.
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So jealous myself.
is "you" a person or is it the cookie? if you need a cookie for a reason to live, you're either insane or the cookie monster. and there's nothing wrong with the cookie monster.
I would like to think it was definitely for a special someone. What a sweet treat that would be to receive, huh?!
At first, I thought "awww... so sweet"
but then, I too, got jealous.
Because nothing says "Co-dependent psycho" like a cry for help on a really big cookie.
Why does this make me think of the bittersweets(tm) from despair.com?
And why am I the only cynic commenting on this?
~BPP
Winter - Whoever gets to eat that cookie is one lucky chica.
Bookfraud - Ha! I hadn't thought of that. Maybe you're right... maybe that message was meant to be not just ON the cookie, but TO the cookie. It's certainly more amusing (and appetizing) that way.
Melo - My first instinct was to laugh riotously, feeling sorry for whichever poor man, woman or child purchased or received the cookie. And THEN I thought, "Well, it's *kind* of sweet..."
BPP - I can always count on you to know what I *really* mean. Because, after all, it was a cynic taking the picture...
Is that all that is left these days?... cynics?
:'(
I want that engraved on a handgun.
I would like tapioca pudding. (:
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