Tuesday, May 26, 2015

Cookie jar


Ah, the temptress sits in my line of sight
Every minute I put up a valiant fight.
But resistance is futile.
"I'll walk an extra mile."
If cookies are wrong, who wants to be right?

Note: The Cookie Master bakes fresh cookies daily for a $1 contribution. The cookie jar is right across from me. Most days, all that keeps me from sampling the goodies is the lack of $1 notes. Yay for the credit card culture!

Is there some minor inconvenience that ensures you make the right choice?


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