Just polished off a bag of cookies. Ate every last one of them. A friend brought them. They were amazing — chocolate chip, not too flat, not too crispy, very buttery. Meant to save some for the hubby. But the bag is empty. And my tummy is full. Oink.
“And don’t call me ‘Dude’.”
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