Thank you, Ravenman! It’s nice to know I’m not alone, now I don’t feel quite so stupid.
Well, I was trying to decide between what I wrote and “You mean they give badges out for that now?” but chose the former. On retrospect, the latter would have been funnier.
Making drive-by quips is a stressful business; if you don’t think fast enough, the laughter can be stolen by another poster.
Fucking tweenage twats!
Mmmmm, Girl Scout cookies, Breakfast of Champions! Mine arrived today. I’m all for the idea of buying them only from Girl Scouts themselves, rather than their moms who work with me, but in a city like Chicago you don’t see girls knocking on strangers’ doors. So what choice did I have? Not that it took a lot of arm-twisting, mind you…
Try being the parent of one of those evil Girl Scouts.
Ordered 12 boxes.
Down to half an Animal Treasure, half a Peanut Butter Pattie, 2 Lemon Cremes and 2 Thin Mints.
Luckily, they had a second order.
LilMiss sold over 200 boxes total. Actually SHE sold 40 boxes. I sold the rest. Gah.
(And keep me in mind next year, when this hell starts again. I’ll be the one in the corner whimpering ~I see Thin Mints~)
I don’t think they’re that good. The chocolate is waxy and gets all over your teeth. Yuck. I bought three boxes about a month ago and they’re still in my cabinet. I’ll probably have to throw them away.
Are they made from real Girl Scouts?
Does anybody else here have a sudden craving for a brownie? 
Sorry.
Please tell me this is a whoosh! Oh, the humanity!
Please, let those cookies go to waist!
I don’t personally care for them, although the occasional Samoa is ok. My complaint is that I’ve got three girls, two of which are GS age and I have to sell the silly things. The troop only gets fifty cents per box. Of the ~330 boxes we sold and the ~1000 dollars we turned over to the cookie mom this year the troop made ~160 bucks. Oy, I’d almost rather pay dues and skip the freaking cookie hassle alltogether.
It could be a local thing, but I could swear that I remember something about the GSA telling local councils NOT to allow girls to go door-to-door selling cookies because it was too dangerous. Our troop leader tells us not to go door-to-door, even though it would be pretty safe in our neighborhood, because of a GSA policy IIRC. Anyone have info on this? I may try to do a lookup on it if I can find the time today.
Enjoy,
Steven
(who still hasn’t received any emails about the cookies he’s got)
Try 'em frozen.
I’ll take 'em if you don’t want 'em.
This thread made me call the local Girl Scout council to ask where to get cookies this year. I need them like a hole in the head, but I’m stalking Wal-Mart Sunday to get some.
I need my Thin Mint fix.
Robin
My little cousin is in brownies, but because it’s only the first year for the troop, they’ve decided not to sell cookies until next year.
I told my cousin (her mom) that next year, her daughter is SO going to win the award for most cookies sold. Gotta get my tag-a-longs and my samoas.
kaylasdad99-uh, I don’t think they’ve baked the cookies themselves since what-the 1930s? Health codes and all.
This is like a **Girl Scout Cookie Anonymous Meeting **
When I received my order, I can guaran-og-damn-tee you that before that stinking check cleared the bank, every since last crumb of the Thin Mints and the Peanut Butter Patties were already working their way merrily through my blood stream looking for the softest spot to rest on for eternity.
And I use to sell them.
First a dealer.
Now an addict.
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Now that’s what you’d call ‘ironic’.
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A Most Excellent Rant usar-jag. Haven’t laughed so hard in I don’t know how long. I give it a 13. 10 points for zeroing perfectly on such a hallowed ceremony of Guilting The Customer Into Buying Chocolate Covered Crack. 3 points for the usage of Twat.
Nah, they’re far more likely to go to butt and thighs.
Indygrrrl, let me guess. You live in one of those thrice-accursed councils that don’t use Little Brownie Bakeries for their cookies. The cookies in those councils are pretty crappy, to be honest. The Thin Mints are chunky and greasy, and don’t even get me started on how vastly inferior the Caramel Delite is to the Samoa. Trust me, there’s a reason that Edy’s Girl Scout Cookie ice cream includes the Little Brownie cookies. We’re currently exiled to a Caramel Delite council, so I don’t really mind so much that we haven’t had any scouts come along to sell us cookies.
That was certainly the policy when I was a Boy Scout 20 years ago, I can’t imagine that the Girl Scouts are less worried about it, especially nowadays.
–Cliffy
It was certainly not the policy of GSA when I was in the organization twelve years ago. We were told to either use the buddy system or go with our parents, but door-to-door sales were considered an integral part of the cookie drive. Cookie Kickoffs always included at least a brief summary of safety rules for door-to-door sales. Having your parents take the forms to work was encouraged in addition to getting out there and selling them yourself, not as a substitute. A lot of individual troops discourage door-to-door sales, but AFAIK, it’s not an organizational policy.
Ah the cookie days of my youth, when I was forced by my mother to wear my micro mini brownie uniform as I peddled girl scout cookies until the sun went down.
After one particularly depressing rejection at a neighbors door, I walked down an oil soaked driveway, slipped on the Pennzoil exposing me and my thighs to all the world (ok nobody saw). The utter humiliation as I cried out in pain, spilled boxes of cookies, black tarry oil all up my kool-aid and my mother, bless her heart, yelling at me to get up out of the oil.
Dammit woman, have some pity for the peddler. I hated retail ever since.
I also was a brownie troop leader when I was 19. That was in 1992 and at that point they had requested no door to door selling through our local GS council.
I feel bad for the girls every year since then and I usually buy $60 worth of thin mints and samoas (80/20 split respectively) for my own form of regression therapy.
I stuck mine straight in the freezer so I wouldn’t be tempted to eat them. Doesn’t help. I have resisted for a whole week now, but it won’t last much longer.
Here’s something you can do with all those extra Thin Mints:
Mini Grasshopper Cheesecakes
12 Thin Mint cookies
2 8-ounce packages cream cheese, at room temp
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 teaspoon mint extract
2 eggs
3 drops green food coloring
Line muffin tin with paper liners and place one cookie in each cup. Mix cream cheese, mint extract, and sugar on medium speed until well blended. Add eggs and food coloring, and mix well. Pour over cookies, filling cups 3/4 full. Bake for 25 minutes at 325 degrees F. Remove from pan when cool.
Enjoy!
ME
I can’t decide if I love you or hate you now. A little of both, perhaps.