This year I purchased a record number of Girl Scout cookies. However, I gave away most of the boxes to friends & family and had very few myself. So today when I was craving a cookie, I went searching around the office like a junkie looking for a fix. (I will refrain from the obvious Charlie Sheen jokes). I even searched the work area of my co-worker Bob who was selling the cookies. No sign of anything in the spot where I knew he kept his "stash," and no Bob. I couldn't find him anywhere. When I finally did, I made him call his "connection/dealer" right away to place an emergency order. They should be in tomorrow. Disaster is averted, for now....
Samoas.
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Or "caramel delights" as they sometimes call them. I like those lemon ones that look like little lemons with the icing on one side. mMMMM
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