In which I spread scandalous rumors.

Why is it scandalous? Because if it’s true, then WHO ATE THE COOKIES? That crime goes all the way to the very top of the family, folks. Because we all know who the culprits would have been*.

*How do they taste? …Seriously, how would I know? I mean, I’m pretty sure they don’t taste like batteries, spools of thread, or random bits of sewing equipment. Past that, I’m not sure.

3 thoughts on “In which I spread scandalous rumors.”

  1. I know what used to come in those!
    Grandma’s homemade candies (and occasionally fruitcake).

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