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You're an idiot LOL. No, you cannot eat the whole damn box of freaking cookies. If you eat that you will be calling me begging me to help you because you will dump. Would you throw those in the garbage already? Girl Scout cookies are evil, remember? I told you I bought some in a weak moment because my kids like them. Well, when they delivered them to me at work I was feeling real weak like I just had to eat some. Well, I sold those babies to somebody that works with me and said take them far far away. So, my kids didn't get any girl scout cookies because I couldn't trust myself to take them home LOL. They didn't need them anyway. They like their Murray sf cookies I keep at the house. Stephens isn't much on cookies and Catherine doesn't know the difference as she was so young when I had my surgery and turned over a new leaf. She thinks sf stuff is the bomb, baby LOL.
Melissa
I bought a box of those yesterday from some girls scouts that were selling them up and down the street at the Mardi Gras parade. I ate a handful of them and did not dump. As a matter of fact, I am going to have some tonight. At least they are not powdered sugar donuts... that is really what I would love to have, but I will eat these instead.. Sorry Melissa, I am a bad influence.... 
Go ahead Christine, Indulge...
Go ahead Christine, Indulge... No more Satan and No more Oscar... Just Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum. Boy, I did it right when I volunteered to be Dum, huh?
"The time has come," the Walrus said, "To talk of many things: Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax-- Of cabbages--and kings-- And why the sea is boiling hot-- And whether pigs have wings."
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Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
They're throwing knives into the tree
Two big bags of dead man's bones
Got their noses to the grindstones
Living in the Land of Nod
Trustin' their fate to the Hands of God
They pass by so silently
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Well, they're going to the country, they're gonna retire
They're taking a streetcar named Desire
Looking in the window at the pecan pie
Lot of things they'd like they would never buy
Neither one gonna turn and run
They're making a voyage to the sun
"His Master's voice is calling me,"
Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee
Tweedle-dee Dee and Tweedle-dee Dum
All that and more and then some
They walk among the stately trees
They know the secrets of the breeze
Tweedle-dee Dum said to Tweedle-dee Dee
"Your presence is obnoxious to me."
They're like babies sittin' on a woman's knee
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Well, the rain beating down on my windowpane
I got love for you and it's all in vain
Brains in the pot, they're beginning to boil
They're dripping with garlic and olive oil
Tweedle-dee Dee - he's on his hands and his knees
Saying, "Throw me somethin', Mister, please."
"What's good for you is good for me,"
Says Tweedle-dee Dum to Tweedle-dee Dee
Well, they're living in a happy harmony
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
They're one day older and a dollar short
They've got a parade permit and a police escort
They're lying low and they're makin' hay
They seem determined to go all the way
They run a brick and tile company
Tweedle-dee Dum and Tweedle-dee Dee
Well a childish dream is a deathless need
And a noble truth is a sacred creed
My pretty baby, she's lookin' around
She's wearin' a multi-thousand dollar gown
Tweedle-dee Dee is a lowdown, sorry old man
Tweedle-dee Dum, he'll stab you where you stand
"I've had too much of your company,"
Says, Tweedle-dee Dee to Tweedle-dee Dum
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