The Cookie Conspiracy
During a business meeting today we ate some cookies. My colleague grabbed blindly into the paper bag and fetched the three pieces above.
I heard about buns with the shape of Mother Theresa and slices of toast with the image of Elvis Presley on it - but cookies that form my name are scary. Actually I am not a saint and my Rock'n'Roll is very poor.
What kind of conspiracy is going on here? I am a bit worried.
published by Kosmonaut @ 15:49
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Gut, dass du nicht Jacqueline heißt :-)
...oder kevin torben ;-)
Oder Sabine Leutthäuser-Schnarrenberger
... oder Dr. med. Heinrich Hasenlust-Heuwieser.
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