“I’m sorry,” I told my handler, “they managed to worm it out of me”
“But, I don’t understand this! How did they break you so quickly?”
“They offered me a chocolate chip cookie.”
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written for Trifecta
“I’m sorry,” I told my handler, “they managed to worm it out of me”
“But, I don’t understand this! How did they break you so quickly?”
“They offered me a chocolate chip cookie.”
~~
written for Trifecta
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heck yes, I understand. I understand!! ๐
Forget torture…I’d break for a good cookie any day!!
Haha! Cute.
if it was oatmeal raisin i would have understood.
smiles.
thanks man.
They sure knew your weakness and that was your downfall. I admire their torture techniques.
Ha! Yep. I’d fold, too. ๐ Love this take.
Haaha, I love this one! =D
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COOKIE! No ugly bruising either. lol
This is fabulous. All for a cookie.
That would work on me some days!
Kids make terrible spies!
only the Cookie Monster could understand… great piece.
I’d like to say ‘haha, sissy, you broke’, but if you changed one word to BROWNIE instead…sadly, I would crumble as well
Yes, brownies might do the trick too!