Well, it's that time of year again. Time to loosen up your belt another notch because you're about to gain a solid 5-10 lbs. Do the words "Thin Mints" mean anything to you? Or maybe you're like me, and the "Samoa" is more your style. I just don't understand how after all these years, even with Keebler Elves working day and night, the people who make the best cookies in the country are a bunch of pre-pubescent girls.
How have they maintained the rights to these cookies all this time? Why do I have to wait till March to get a friggin' Samoa. Then it dawned on me. The Girl Scouts and Boy Scouts are selfish hoarders of secrets. That's right. I said it. These girls should spread the joy of these cookies with the world by selling the recipes to Nabisco. The money I give you just funds the creation of more cookies anyway. It never ends. It's a viscious cycle that won't stop...Until we stop it.
Now on to you, Boy Scouts. Why is it that you are the only people in the United States that knows how to start a fire. If i was stuck in the wilderness I'd be screwed, because if you've ever tried to rub two sticks together in order to get a spark, you'd have a better chance of starting a fire underwater. Reveal your fire-making secrets to the rest of the world, because when I get accepted to be on "Survivor", I don't want to be useless to the tribe.
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