It’s that time of year again… Little girls knocking on our door, dressed in uniforms and waving in front of you something more additive than Crack… Girl scout thin mint cookies…
I just finished lifting, and sat down to watch a hockey game. before I could even stop myself there was a dead box of thin mints on the floor.
Total time between taking the box out of the freezer to the last cookie beign swallowed 5mins…
You can’t have that stuff in your house. You guys should see my refrigerator. It is nearly empty. Only fluids and breakfast foods. No junk. I eat all my junk during the day. Once I get home, I’m safe.
Oh, my friends. You have no idea the evil I am about to unleash upon you.
Thin mints are the gateway cookie.
Samoas(now called Caramel D’Lites, because a committee of White Folks decided that the Samoan people might be offended by having a cookie named after them.) are the cocaine of Girl Scout cookies.
Here’s the crystal meth: Edy’s Samoas Ice Cream. If you can find this at your supermarket, look away. Run for your life. If you buy this stuff, you will empty the tub in a single sitting. Seriously. It’s that good.
I have to agree that GSC (my niece refers to these as such, and she is a pusher) is something begging to be killed, but I seem to have moved on to more perverse and damaging habits. I keep killing 6-packs of beer. So you’ll get nothing from me but sympathy, 'cause I am busy here.
Oops, I did it again…Bass Ale this time.
2 months since my last IM, and I am back into the 180’s (race weight 155). I am thinking about starting the “Shetland” category, for all of us short (<5’8") overweight (>180lbs.) slobs who get large in the winter. What do you think?