Baked.

IT is a dark and lonely night.  The midnight air is thick…. with fog.

A cookie, tolls down pan handler’s alley.

Out jumps a mugger.  Yes.  A mugger of milk.

Cookie stops in its tracks…..  filled with fear…. stuck to the pan.

The mugger pulls a gun…. and fires.

Much to everyone’s dismay….

It was….

A CHIP SHOT.

 

And that my friend, is how the cookie crumbles.

 

Quite a jarring experience.

 

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