Our Kind of Cookies December 1, 2015 Smokey 57769 Commentshttp%3A%2F%2Fwonkville.net%2F2015%2F12%2F01%2Four-kind-of-cookies%2FOur+Kind+of+Cookies2015-12-02+02%3A13%3A29Anonymous+Wonkerhttp%3A%2F%2Fwonkville.net%2F%3Fp%3D5776 +40
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My Italian great-grandfather made wine in his basement during prohibition. This totally tops that. Reply
I lived in a complete dork household growing up– chemistry set, VIC-20, microscope, telescope, ham radio, betamax, and… guns! (that's my dad) The guns were only for hunting purposes and kept in a safe until deer season. Reply
Perfect!
"Your cookies look like shit. But they taste delicious."
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Most importantly, they smell delicious fresh out of the oven.
Of this, I am skeptical.
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Thanks Smoky. Mrs. weejee and I had tears in our eyes laughing last night.
My Italian great-grandfather made wine in his basement during prohibition. This totally tops that.
You may have made our shit cookies without even knowing.
FTW!
I lived in a complete dork household growing up– chemistry set, VIC-20, microscope, telescope, ham radio, betamax, and… guns! (that's my dad)
The guns were only for hunting purposes and kept in a safe until deer season.