Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Fucking Thin Mints

Why do I give money to the G*rl $couts? Why? Why do I do it? I shell out cash every spring and all it gets me is fat.

And yet I'm happy to pay. And happy to eat. Damn Peanut Butter Patties. Damn Caramel DeLites. Damn Thin Mints. They own me.

All they have to do is figure out a way that Thin Mints will actually make you thin, then I'd love them back.

1 comment:

Alison said...

Thin mints that actually make you thin would make so much money for the girl scouts that they could feed a third world country!

I can down a box (yes, the entire box!) of thin mints in one sitting. And, on a good day, I can down at least a box and a half. :)