While Birdie bought the Girl Scout cookies, Big Guy is enjoying them. Birdie intentionally stashed the cookies in "her car," so Big Guy wouldn't find them. Then Birdie slept in this morning and Big Guy drove "her car" to work. But like a fox set loose in the hen house, Big Guy sniffed out the cookies. Now he is snacking in style. If I were Birdie, I would have hid the cookies underneath the mound of clean laundry heaped by the dryer. Big Guy never looks there. But then again, neither does Birdie.
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