“C” is for Cookie
I thought I bought a reasonable amount of Girl Scout Cookies. I ordered a few boxes ahead of time, with the plan being to make them last at least a month. Maybe two!
But I think I must have blacked out, because the next thing I knew I was waking up surrounded by empty boxes, wrappers, crumbs, and shame. And now I seem to run into a troop of Girl Scouts on a daily basis, peddling their poison. Their delicious, wonderful poison. I am a rock.
The writing of this comic brought up something of a bone of contention among us, so I will present the question to you. What is your favorite Girl Scout Cookie?
Note: There is a correct answer.