daringtobe's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Fucking Cookies God Bless Girl Scouts of America. If it wasn't for the fact that I happened to birth a female child, and that said female child someday became a Girl Scout, I would not have had the opportunity to load over 110 cases of Girl Scout cookies into my garage and have 10 parents and their 10 daughters sort and grab the boxes of baked goods and then load them up in their minivans. I am so lucky! I am being so sarcastic! My legs are cramping and my back hurts like hell! I am going to continue to use exclamation points through out this entire entry! Not really. Since I am the "Cookie Manager" I had to check everyones order and sign them out...the only Mom I don't care for in the troop had her daughter sell the most, refused to let me count hers because she had already done it and was the "cookie manager" the year before. If I could have used the caustic phrase...Whoop Dee Fucking Doo - in front of the small children and the nice church going people that have their daughters involved in girl scouts (not like the satan worshipping parents such as myself) I would have. I am so fucking glad I am on medication. 5:27 p.m. - January 08, 2005 ******************************* |
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