I swear - we really need to put up a "No Soliciting" sign at our door. The other night a little girl came to the door with a cardboard sign that had magic marker written on it saying, "Help Me Raise Money For My Family." As I opened the door she explained that her dad was out of work and her brother was getting ready to go on a mission and wouldn't I please buy an extremely small tub of cookie dough for $7.50? Or, I could buy four extremely small tubs of cookie dough for $20.00.
Well, I'm no fool - I knew that the better deal was four for twenty. So I used my yarn (yes yarn!) money to buy some cookie dough tubs.
I felt okay about the whole thing but then I cooked up an extremely small tub (which only made one tray of cookies) and the cookies weren't even that good. I'm a sucker.
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Well I guess now we know why it takes so long for your knitting projects to get finished...you keep eating up the yarn budget.
Well I totally take donations. And I just am never inspired to make you anything Toddcat - I'm just not.
Look at it this way, you helped a family out. I have little kids coming to my door for treats from the treat jar. I tell them, "One visit, one treat" It's pretty fun for me because I have hardly anybody coming and ringing my new doorbell.
You're so sweet. Just think of Dad. He would have bought all the tubs in her little red wagon.
How does a little family get caught up in the cookie dough racket? I thought that was reserved for school and sporting groups only.
KT, I have a product I think will be just right for you. It will make all of your wildest dreams come true. It's only $750.
Also, I know an African prince who needs your bank account information so he can send you $3,000,000.
i am just happy you are alive. your description of the situation when you opened the door sounds like you were going to be on 20/20; and not a happy episode. was it cookie dough they made just put into old margarine tubs? or was it sealed for your safety? i must know..
also Nick bought a $20 dolla bottle of miracle cleaner from a man while i circled the neighborhood waiting for him to leave. then i thought he had left but, don't worry, he was just using our bathroom!
She just came to our door. I could hear her rattle off her story through the open window. I'm thinking..."C'mon Dave. You know what to say. These cookies were a total bust for the Danklef's." He said it. "Not interested." That's my boy. :)
I need that tattoo also. They were here a month ago... I should have just given the money. I get it.
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