and also Big Gay Pirates cereal.
Ye gods, how much do I wish the cereal really WERE named that?!?
A *lot,* that's how much.
And *why* am I watching Willy Wonka on cable yet again? Though it makes me think -- something seems mighty unsavory about all 4 grandparents in one bed together.
but what's Big Gay Pirate cereal?
It was some chocolatey concoction called "Pirates of the Carribean" cereal with a big picture of Johnny Depp on the front.
Hil, your sister was a marketing genius.
Gronk. I don't want to be working any more today.
It's not slutty if he shares his cookies.
Dude! That's what I'm saying. Besides, with twelve boxes he probably has one of each kind. That's a whole lotta temptation.
And *why* am I watching Willy Wonka on cable yet again?
It sucks me in every. damn. time. Good thing my tv isn't even on right now. I had to turn it off after Cutting Edge woke me up from my nap and forced me to watch the entire movie.
Back in the day I used to sell HUNDREDS of boxes each year.
When K-Bug was a brownie, I'd get her in her uniform, have her go around my office, and ta-da, she sold HUNDREDS. Then I had the pleasure (hah) of bringing in cases and cases to actually distribute them to my coworkers. So far none of the other coworker sprog have filled the void when K-Bug left the GS.
I had a goal - 150 boxes so I could get the t-shirt. If I had kept the damn things, I could probably sell them for a mint on eBay.
(heh heh - mint. heh heh heh)
My Mother felt it was
for her to sell them at work.
t eye roll
That was even worse than the Barbie thing.
They tried to start a girl's scout troop in my school. It never came together. I think they managed two meetings before giving up.
How you doing today, Aimee?
At this point, I'd consider driving to the store to see if any GS are around to buy cookies from. Thank god it's too cold out for GS to survive outside. I really don't need the guilt.