My family hates when I buy the oatmeal cookies and they don’t realize it until they have taken a bite.
But I usually announce it. That way, I know I won’t have to share them. I do usually buy a package of the dreaded chocolate chip variety as well. When they were little I’d get them about every 2-3 weeks when my package ran out. Theirs was usually gone in less than a week.
That’s fine: you can keep the putrid, vile, stinky, cursed, carcinogenic, puppy-kicking oatmeal rai-SIN cookeis all to yourself!!!
An oldie but a goodie.
Not like raisins, though, which are really just old grapes and yuckie.
confirmed & yes
what’s even weirder is there are like 5 different pronunciations of the “ei” combo. Ingrish is stoopid.
I didn’t care much about the raisins themselves, but I watched this a lot at Chrismas.
The Carol of the Bells is the best part.
Yeah, I heard it through the grapevine…
hey now
that’s not that old
