She was halfway through preparing the payroll
- She was halfway through preparing the payroll invoices when she thought to herself 'Damn, I'm too hungover for this, and far too baked.' I'll just give everybody
- a 15% raise and call it a day. I'll even put a little smooch with my red lipstick at the bottom of the page. But what if they figure out it was me? OhMyGodIHaveToGetOutOfHereRight
- now, but the driver said "what?" I put some space between my words but by then they'd figured out it was me. I was the one who stole the cookie from the cookie jar, I asked
- for forgiveness, claiming I was addicted. "You're not a cookie addict," they said. "You're a cookie monster." Their words stung. How was Oscar just a 'junkie', and I a 'monster'?
- I turned my googly eyes to them and said "C is for cookie and that is good enough for me!" and stormed off. It's not like I was Big Bird and his Snuffleupagus hallucinations.
- But maybe I was just like him. Recently I've seen the ghost of Hooper. And he'd always greet me, saying, "Hi, Cookie Monster!" Teary eyed, I'd have to remind myself he wasn't real.
- But the reminder of Hooper's passing drove me to consume more cookies ("Cookie cookie cookie!"), and that drove me to further hallucinations of witnessing his ghost. Sometimes he
- appeared together with Mr. Hooper's super dooper 10 machine. Then Big Bird came along and pointed the arrow at Oscar's trash can and pressed the button cloning 10 copies of Oscar.
- This turned out to be a terrible idea. Having eleven Grouches around means that everyone is miserable. Within a week, Sesame Street had become the world's biggest dump.
- Sadly, none of the residents were willing to clean up the hood. Ernie wouldn't get out of the tub, CookieMonster left crumbs everywhere, and TheCount well.."1, 2, 3 garbage piles!"
- Started
- 2011-04-28 18:05:35
- Finished
- 2012-09-16 11:19:23
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Zetawilk Sep 16 2012 @ 18:29
I don't believe I watched much television as a child.