The local pusher of Girl Scout Cookies delivered my three boxes of empty calories this morning: Thin Mints, Peanut Butter Patties, and Shortbread. And she had change for a twenty (these girls don't mess around)!
As I paid for my bundle of cookies, it occurred to me that as the father of a little girl who turns four next month I'm only a year or two at most away from becoming a Cookie Pusherman™ myself. Scary thought...
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