I Need a Hook Up
I needs me a Girl Scout, in the worst way, just thinking about it makes my mouth water and that part me deep inside ache. The idea of taking what want and to hell with the consequences is enough to my whole body shiver and shake with ANTICIPA……..TION
No, it isn’t what your thinking. I just realized that it is that time of the year, one of my favorite times of the year. You guessed it, GIRL SCOUT COOKIE TIME!!! I was reminded via twitter this morning that it is indeed that most special time again (Thanks Mur ) and I find myself in quite a quandary. You see, it seems that “my dealer” has let me down and is no longer part of the great and fine cookie providing organization.
I know, I’m trying to hold back the anger even as I write this. I mean, Really how dare she just quit and leave all of us junkies scrambling to find a new supply before the shakes set in. Maybe it is Psychosomatic but my nose is starting to run, the first sign of withdrawal… This cannot be a good thing.
So now it is out into the void and “in search of” (as Leonard Nimoy would say) the wonder and magic of GSC (that would be Girl Scout Cookies for the uninitiated), but it seems that girls in skirts hawking what they have to sell on every street corner is a thing of the past. I ask you, what is a upstanding gentleman like myself supposed to do, now that I find myself temporarily ‘out of sorts’? For years this wasn’t something I had to think about, I didn’t have to try or work for what I wanted it was just there. Alas times, they are a changing, and it seems I have to change with them.
I thought about turning to the internet, I did a google search for hook up + “Girl Scout” … Yeah that didn’t work out to well. So please help a guy out. Send Cookies, and not the low fat, sugar free substitutes. They are a sin against all that good and right and beautiful in this world.
