Just cause its funny.

COOKIE MONSTER
SEARCHES DEEP WITHIN
HIMSELF AND ASKS: IS ME
REALLY MONSTER?

BY ANDY F. BRYAN

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Me know. Me have problem.

Me love cookies. Me tend to get out of control when me see cookies. Me know it not natural to react so strongly to cookies, but me have weakness. Me know me do wrong. Me know it isn't normal. Me see disapproving looks. Me see stares. Me hurt inside.

When me get back to apartment, after cookie binge, me can't stand looking in mirror—fur matted with chocolate-chip smears and infested with crumbs. Me try but me never able to wash all of them out. Me don't think me is monster. Me just furry blue person who love cookies too much. Me no ask for it. Me just born that way. the rest is here....

(no subject)

So I filed a complaint against my upstairs neighbors.  While I was on the phone with the complex, the guy I was speaking with heard one of the Earth-shattering kabooms and changed his plan from sending a letter on Monday to going up there to talk to them immediately.  I wonder if it will help or just start a war?  I called because they knocked one of my masks off of the wall with the stomping, again.

Sigh.