August 27, 2004
Remember the cookies I mentioned that I would NOT be sharing with you? Yeah. I’ve eaten SIX so far today. SIX Cookies. And about the time I started feeling really guilty about that? I went to the restroom and realized I had melted chocolate chip all over my ass. Well, on the ass of my light-kahki pants anyway. When I went back to my office, I saw the reminants of a chunk o’ cookie on my chair. Evidently - in my haste to demolish all of the cookies so that no one else would get any - I dropped some. Now? I look like I pooped in my pants.
So guess what I did on my lunch break?
I went to Target and bought new slacks, of course. I refuse to be talked about as the “Poopy-Pants Girl” in my office.
Now - the “Cookie Whore” I can handle…
What a brilliant excuse for a Target trip! Fess up… you planned it that way!
poopy-pant girl? LOL
You’re TOO much sometimes :)) Hope you found some nice pants to replace the poopy ones.
Now you need to create a skin dedicated to the Cookie Whore in you.
I’m with Oliquig!
Of course it could be worse…cookies monster is not nearly as attractive as cookie whore though I am having a hard time remembering HER on Sesame Street.
hmmm
Alright, Zoot…tell us? What do you think of BB last night?
Now I’ve got that “C is for Cookie” song stuck in my head. Dude, I have gotten chocolate in unfortunate places on my pants so many times… Who knew it made such a great “trip to Target” excuse? Whoopsie, there’s another chocolate stain! Gotta go!
lol I’m with you…would much rather be known as the cookie ho~!
How about a skin dedicated to poopy pants?
I’m not trying to stir anything up (really), but somebody doesn’t really like target.
And he called you a poopy-pants cookie whore, too.
(okay, I made that last bit up)
Is MrZoot still reading you the comments? What voice does he make when we say “poopy pants?”
Ahem. Been there, done that, have a fatter ass for it. Don’t say you haven’t been warned, woman.
Damn sneaky errant chocolate chips, getting on your chair. DAMN THEM!
(If I wanted to make an emergency Target trip, it would be a three hour drive south. But so worth it…)
OMG. that totally made me bust out.
Cookie dough: $3.00
Geting cookies form your boss: $0.00
Sitting in melted chocolate and walking around with “poopy butt”? Priceless.
Um, yeah….totally sounds like something I would do. Right down to the Target part. It all seems perfectly reasonable to me!
seems you enjoyed those cookies a little too much… admit it, you were rolling around in piles of them, weren’t you?
i so totally agree that you need to do a cookie whore skin… hmmm, cookie whore, it really rolls off the tongue!
The funniest part of this post is that you actually walked around Target looking like you pooped your pants so that you wouldn’t have to walk around your office looking like you pooped your pants - the office which in fact most people probably knew there were scrumptious chocolate chip cookies floating about.
While you were at Target you should have bought a pack of Depends - just for shock value.
Target, eh? Please don’t read any of my posts from today.
Love ya!
*runs*
“as the cookie crumbles”
ROFLMAO!
I can definately think of worse things to be called than Cookie Whore! Mmmm…..cookies!
“The Cookie Whore”. That’s a beauty!
You know they are going to all be saying how the cookie whore pooped her pants and had to go buy new ones at Target so people wouldn’t talk about her.
I can relate to all this because my wife complains about having to get out the chocolate stains on my shirts. Damn chocolate!
You know they’re talking about you like a dog in Buzz’s comments, right?
Tee Hee! Funny.
I bought pants once, too, for just such an emergency. But I really couldn’t afford them, so I ended up taking them back. And by that time (washed once) they had some weird mark on them. The store still took them back, and I know that co. is NOT hurting for money, but I did feel a wee bit embarrassed.
Dammit! People are trying to get me in trouble over here!
That did it! Someone’s getting a spankin’!!