Evil things

They come packaged in little boxes and are panhandled by little girls with cute smiles or the parents of those girls. There are various varieties and we each have at least one favorite, but for the most part we just can't choose between the varieties so we buy more than one. They are actually overpriced, but we purchase them anyway b/c the money goes to a good cause. They sit there, calling our name, saying, "Eat me! Eat me!"

Yes, it's Girl Scout cookie time. Those delicious treats are now sitting on the edge of my desk calling my name. I opened one box and I thought, Oh, I'll just eat 2. I ate them while I was working and then realized--ACK! I just had five of those EVIL things. I searched my desk frantically for a Walmart sack and sacked those things up. I bought those for M after all and look at me. Evil--just evil!