Monday, January 18, 2010

Life is Funny - Girl Scout Cookie time!

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It's Girl Scout Cookie time! You are going to buy cookies, aren't you? Think of the children!

So, way back in the day, my parents used to buy Girl Scout Cookies and other assorted goodies and hide them from my sister and me. I may or may not do that today. I admit to nothing. Anyway, we had a big ol' freezer out in the garage that had a lock on the door...

Mom and Dad, the following may come as a shock to you...

This was the most pathetic place ever to hide the Girl Scout Cookies. Why? Afterall, the freezer door was locked and all. I'll tell you why - my parents hid the key to the freezer right on top of the freezer. So yeah, we got into those cookies. Constantly. And although I can't really be sure, I'm guessing my dad got blamed for the cookies disappearing. He is the usual suspect whenever goodies disappear. But yeah, it was us. And they were good cookies. I'd totally do it again. So the moral of this story is, find a better hiding place for the key if you're gonna hide your cookies in a locked freezer!

Or not.

Say, where is your freezer?

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6 comments:

Stephanie Wetzel said...

I did something like that with ice cream. Only it was in the neighbor's freezer in their garage. And I got caught.

And that is why I'm a law-abiding citizen today.

(snort)

Candy said...

I used to hide the Girl Scout cookies in a laundry basket. Not one kid or hubby would ever think to look there.

And your daughter is too stinkin' cute.

♥ Kathy said...

That was too funny! I always hide the GS cookies in my belly :)

emptynestegg said...

That brings back the days. Roaming the streets selling cookies.

Helen said...

I make my husband hide them from me. He hides them in the cabinet over the refrigerator. In theory, I cannot reach them because I am not tall enough, and I am afraid of heights so won't climb a chair. In actuality, I know where I keep the reacher I bought for mom when she was still mobile...

Mark said...

Wendy stole the cookie from the cookie freezer!