Just Curious
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An old man, only days away from dying was asked by his wife of many years... "Honey.. What is your favorite cookie?" Touched that his wife would ask, replied... "I believe that would have to be hot Chocolate Chip!" She smile and left his bedside...
An hour or so later he was delighted by the smell of no other than the aroma of hot chocolate chip cookies... Aroused by this smell, he struggled to get out of his bed, grabbed the IV stand, by which he was connected to the fluids that continuously dripped into his body, and staggered slowly down the hallway toward the kitchen..
After what he thought was a lifetime, he finally reached the kitchen and there on the kitchen table was in fact a platter of hot chocolate chip cookies.. With most of his remaining strength he slowly reached for one of the cookies when all of a sudden... WHACK! His wife smacked him with a wooden spoon!
Don't eat those.... Those are for the funeral!
An hour or so later he was delighted by the smell of no other than the aroma of hot chocolate chip cookies... Aroused by this smell, he struggled to get out of his bed, grabbed the IV stand, by which he was connected to the fluids that continuously dripped into his body, and staggered slowly down the hallway toward the kitchen..
After what he thought was a lifetime, he finally reached the kitchen and there on the kitchen table was in fact a platter of hot chocolate chip cookies.. With most of his remaining strength he slowly reached for one of the cookies when all of a sudden... WHACK! His wife smacked him with a wooden spoon!
Don't eat those.... Those are for the funeral!
