:smack: May I have some cookie dought?
mmmmmm cookie
y’know, if you spread cookie dough between a woman’s legs, you get a cookie cooter.
just sayin…
OMG!! :eek:
a …
cookie …
cooter …
OMG!! :eek:
White Ink, babe, I think I’m not gonna be able to stop laughing for days! That was absolutely the most freakin’ hilarious thing I think I’ve seen in this thread in all 70 pages!!!
LOL!! ROTFLMFAO!!
Thank you, kiddo!!
move over Rocky, I need some floor room to roll around on there too after reading that. good thing I hadn’t jsut taken a swig of drink or I’d be buying a new monitor and keyboard.
Cookies??? We gets Cookies???[/SIZE] Bye moma Mo, see ya 'round!
ha ha ha ha … love that TaNookie Butt!
[SIZE=1]Cookie??? wimper …
[Bevis] he hee he hee she said ‘hard’ he hee he hee[/Bevis]
giving Wyatt the boy-you-about-to-be-in-trouble look You sure you didn’t mean “Butthead” instead of “Bevis”? 
Ya know I can’t stress enough how important it is to know your Bevis from your Butthead
ROTFL !!! And I thought I had thought of everything!!! I do love your mind White Ink That’s why I hang out here. I need to keep up my education some how!!
That is exactly why Wyatt never gets any Cookies!!
c o o k i e ? ? ? ? whimper …
In desperate need of ‘cookie’ (or even cookie cooter) … Wyatt frantically trys to tell his Bevis from his Butthead … with both hands …
I’m being wooshed here right? You all know Beavis is spelled with an A in there …
Oh and if you guys really want cookies you need to email me where I need to snail mail those cookies!!!
So … ya know … like, if a fella, … you know … like, ate a Lot of cookies, … ya know … like, ate a Whole Bunch of cookies, … ya know … like, he was a guy who actually Got cookies … ya know … and, like, he ate a Whole Bunch of cookies, … ya know … and like, for what ever reason … ya know … I don’t know, like maybe they were bean cookies … ya know … and he ate, like, a whole bunch of them … ya know … I mean … ya know … he ate a Lot of those bean cookies … ya know … like, a Whole Lot of those bean cookies … ya know … like with milk and stuff … ya know … and, like, those bean cookies … ya know … like beans … ya know what I mean … they like, gave him gas … ya know … like, gas … ya know … like a whole bunch of gas … ya know … would he be, like, a cookie cutter?
… ya know …
just sayin’ …
got silk (undies)?
not, ya know, like, bean cookies, though, huh?
Wyatt hangs his head in shame to discover he has misspelled Beavis … oh the agony!!! Maybe THAT is why I could’t tell my Bevis from my Butthead!!! But to discover I couldn’t find my A…???
[paranoid whine] and I’m just Sure Everyone duplicated my spelling error Just To Rub It In … and make sure Everyone Noticed >>>I<<< made another Typo … grumble … name a disease after me … grumble … not Myyyyy fault, spell check never even MET Beavis … or his pal … where’s my coffee???[/paranoid whine]
Better Now!
Cookies!!! Snail Mail Real Cookies!!!
wishes HE was the kind of person that people wanted to mail cookies to …whimper
a VERY Manly whimper, to be sure, not some little wimpy whimper or even a gurly whimper, but a very Very UnMistakably Manly whimper … of course … inducing guilt and pity, none-the-less, don’t-cha-know, but, make no mistake, that was a Very Very Very Big Chested Virile Manly whimper! What would be BROAD chested … less there be any confusion about the lovely big chested D.Bear Babea having to heave manly whimpers … nooo no … that is Not what we are saying … I’m sure all the big, medium and small chested D.Bear Babes heave very ladylike and feminine whimpers, my whimper, however … Oh!!! Look!!! Shiny Thing !!!
Wyatt sweetie… you’re exactly the kind of person I want to snail mail cookies to!
Just email me where I’m supposed to direct the snails and when I make holiday cookies a batch will find its way to your door!
Oh and I shouldn’t have to mention this but I will anyway… there will be NO bean cookies! yuck
I’m so glad you liked my joke. all mr dude said was, and I quote, “heh”.
Yay for people who laugh at my jokes!
Not only can he not tell his Beavis from his Butthead he cannot even find his A with both hands…such a tragedy…poor, poor Wyatt. But stories like these can be avoided for as little as the price of a cup of coffee per day you can adopt a child like Wyatt. Adequate baking supplies can be purchased for his entire village, with luck he may even learn his entire alphabet! You will get monthly progress reports on your child, imagine how proud you will be as you boast to your friends about such milestones as flatulance control! So don’t delay! Call the 800 number on your screen NOW to adopt your very own Wyatt child and save an at risk child from tragedy!!!
Hmm… I see a progression here from stainless steel shapes intended for shaping baked goods, to a line from american pie regarding the abc’s and cooters sans cookies… but I’m wondering how this will help poor (pimf) Wyatt find his A with both hands.
Don’t try to figure out the logic, just send money…QUICK!!