slugs doubted my science! didn't believe in the cookie sunday. but i showed them. i showed all of them. i got my patrol together! i had predicted: "i will go around the cornor. i will get a cookie sunday. it will have a cookie shaped like a bowl, ice cream, a layer of hot fudge, crumbled cookie bits, then more ice cream, then more fudge." & lo & behold i found one, & i ate it! suck on that, you pig-songs! you whistling mouthbreathers, you hockey-puck-suckers!