This is the kind of games we play around here....... Steve Keenan booby trapped some Oreo Cookies. He took the delicious sweet filling out and replaced it, with minty fresh tooth paste. For two whole days he lied in wait. Delicately choosing which sweet snacks he would indulge in as he waited so to not commit Trapped Oreo Suicide. Like a patient hunter he waited for his prey. Then opportunity struck, equipped with an open package of Oreos he stood poised as he held them out as an open invitation to anyone who would like one. Of course I took the bait, who can refuse the sweet chocolaty goodness of Double Stuffed Oreos? Not I. As I ate the first one something was amiss about the stale, somewhat soggy cookie wafers, but it yielded a strange sweetness. Without second though or hesitation I helped myself to another, as did another victim, an innocent casualty of this war. Something was off...
Me: Why does this taste like mint? The other one didn't, did it get shipped with soap or something?"
Steve: "That must be one of the ones I filled with tooth paste, Got you mutha fucka."
That’s the kind of games we play around here.....
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