Yesterday I passed a group of four young girls selling cookies on the corner.
“Would you like to buy some Girl Scout cookies?” asked one of them, who was probably twelve or thirteen.
Thinking this was a funny opportunity to quote the Adams Family, I asked, “Are they made with real Girl Scouts?”
The girl didn’t miss a beat. “Oh yes,” she said, “The little ones taste best.”
I’d like to think that Steve is a big supporter of Girl Scouts, he would help them go on trips by buying half their supply of girl scout cookies, because they have been around since 1917, but when the war started they had to stop making them since supplies were low. So every girl scout troop would find him, either at the Avengers Tower, or ask one of the Avengers where he is so they could sell him their cookies. And he would by 20 boxes of each cookie because one he’s a super soldier, and two he wants to help and support all the troops.
Girl Scout Cookies give me such a deep relaxation that I become quite happy and docile. My eyes are low, my head is clouded, and my appetite is just now starting to hit me. One of my favorite strains, and this batch was particularly bomb. 💨🔥