A Realization.

I'm about to write my blog and I come upon a realization.  For years I've been dealing with a group that has all of the earmarks of being a cult that is ran like a group of drug dealers.  I know what you're thinking.  Yes, I was eating a Girl Scout cookie. 

I eat Thin Mints, they are the damn near perfect ratio of mint to chocolate in existence.  My heart will always love the Andes Mint Chocolates but still the Thin Mints are where it's at.  I'll eat an Andes and I won't be thinking about the Thin Mints but I buy the Thin Mints so much more often. 

Those little Girl Scouts, always acting so cute and sweet; damn drug pushing bitches.  Why can't I buy some Thin Mints all year?  Does the cookie factory close down on their off time?  Hell no!  They are increasing demand.  Making their addicts go into withdrawal in order to increase demand and cause panic buying.  Pretty soon someone will overdose on one of their (new) cookies and the sales will go through the roof because everyone has to try the new (killer) cookie.

I know I sound like a junkie when I say that if someone od's on some new chocolate cookie I'll try it and I'll be immune to it.  It's true, I'm safe from a chocolate overdose because I've been training my body for decades to eat quantities of chocolate that the normal person will die from.  I've been in training and I'm ready to go in coach. 

That new killer chocolate cookie that the Girl Scouts have ready for some damn world takeover plan will not be my downfall.  I will eat it and I will take one for the team to save someone else from having to risk death by eating their next step in world domination.