Tell me why you should receive the perfect cookie.

Well, I’ll help where I can! :slight_smile:

Apparently the tactic didn’t work for either one of us. :frowning:

:frowning: Not even a denial of cookie? Are you keeping me in suspense just to mess with me?

I sent her an email.

ETA: I mean I sent my friend an email asking for the recipe.

Woo! :smiley:

Dude, YOUR NAME IS AN HOMAGE TO TOLKIEN!

Of course you’re getting a cookie. Same for Qadgop and the rest of his sidekicks.

Little diabetic kids obviously go first, though. How could I explain doing anything else to Aslan?

Apparently Gollum doesn’t get a shortcut to** Skald’s** larder either. Who knew?

I shouldn’t get one. I’d just eat it, because good cookies are to be savored. However, then no other cookie could ever compare, and I would have to spend the rest of my life not eating cookies, lest I be sadly judging them as sub-par to the Perfect Cookie and wondering why I bothered when I could be trying some other dessert instead, hoping to find the nearest-perfect example of a cupcake or something.

I think Green Arrow used that as an excuse to not look at the Mysterious Space Babe who was apparently the most beautiful woman in creation, while the two Green Lanterns with him were ogling her nakedness. But everyone knew the real reason was that his girlfriend would break his face if he peeked.

Because I finally braved delurking and risked making my first post just to ask if I could have one.

Pretty please?

Because if you don’t, I’ll start posting earworms to this thread.

Don’t make me break out the Disney albums!

That’s against the law that is!

starts humming quietly

Nothing to be sad about, Skald. She’s not. She says it makes her stand out. :slight_smile:

And yes, I would love the recipe, if you can get it. And so would she. Thanks!

You are a total sweetheart. Don’t worry. I won’t tell anyone. :smiley:

You too know perfectly well you’re getting one. Stop being coy, it’s vexsome.

:smiley:

I’ll let you see a picture of my dog.

Because my basement drain backed up raw sewage this morning after Mrs. Mustard used the washing machine. I cleaned it up.

Then, later, she was heading out shopping. She said, “do you think it will back up again?”

“Not as long as we don’t use the washing machine.”

“What? Uh-oh!”

Yes, Mrs. Mustard ran another load. Yes, we received some brand new sewage. I told her to go ahead and go shopping, I would clean it up. And so I did.

Me like cookies.

mmm

Yay!
[Discards elaborate plea for a cookie, gets in line behind Mithril, Quagdop, Elendil’s Heir, **Athelas **and the rest of the band].