The Cookie Monster Has Returned (standard:humor, 908 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Nov 12 2023	Views/Reads: 252/164	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Ouch! I think I know what to do. Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, here I come.

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come into the kitchen that day. Why did I make such an agreement? 

It was hard for me to return to work; I could only think of cookies. I
don't care what cookie it is; if it comes from our kitchen, it is the 
best cookie in the world. 

Something happened that I wasn't expecting. My wife popped into my
office with another cookie and said, "I gotta run across town to get 
something for my cookies. Here's another cookie if you promise not to 
come into the kitchen while I'm gone." 

All I could see was the cookie in her hand. I nodded excitedly and took
the cookie, and she left my office. It was a delight to have another 
cookie, and I munched on it rather slowly but enjoyably. 

The cookie disappeared rather quickly, and my wife had been gone for at
least half an hour, and all I could think of was cookies, cookies, 
cookies. 

Getting up out of my chair, I slowly walked toward the kitchen. As you
go into our kitchen on the right, a table connects with the kitchen 
sink. I noticed on that table piles of freshly baked cookies. 

I thought of my agreement with her that I would not go into the kitchen,
and I stood there, reached my arm around the corner, found several 
cookies, picked them up, and returned to my office. I think I got away 
with some more cookies. 

Not long after that, I heard The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage come
into the house and go into the kitchen. Then I heard her say, "Oh, the 
cookie monster has returned." 

I then knew I was in trouble. 

A scripture verse came to my mind, “Therefore to him that knoweth to do
good, and doeth it not, to him it is sin” (James 4:17). Ouch! I think I 
know what to do. Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, here I come.


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