Chocolate chip cookies

boerboel


Joined: 02/05/2009
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Message Posted:
17/07/2011 14:58

An elderly man lay dying in his bed. In death's agony, he suddenly smelled the aroma of his favourite chocolate chip cookies wafting up the stairs.

He gathered his remaining strength, and lifted himself from the bed. Leaning against the wall, he slowly made his way out of the bedroom, and with even greater effort forced himself down the stairs.

Gripping the railing with both hands, he crawled downstairs. With laboured breath, he leaned against the door-frame, gazing into the kitchen. Were it not for death's agony, he would have thought himself already in heaven: there, spread out upon waxed paper on the kitchen table were literally hundreds of his favourite chocolate chip cookies.

Was it heaven?? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man?

Mustering one final effort, he threw himself toward the table, landing on his knees in a rumpled posture. His parched lips parted: the wonderous taste of the cookie was al

negativenick


Joined: 10/11/2008
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Message Posted:
17/07/2011 15:00

don't leave us in suspense......

erolz


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Message Posted:
17/07/2011 15:02

His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was almost already in his mouth; seemingly bringing him back to life.

The aged and withered hand, shakily made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.

"Stay out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral."



http://itchycoopark.blogspot.com/2005/01/elderly-man-lay-dying-in-his-bed.html

boerboel


Joined: 02/05/2009
Posts: 290

Message Posted:
17/07/2011 15:06

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already in his mouth, seemingly bringing him back to life.

The aged and withered hand trembled on its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife...........



"Fuck off" she said, "they're for the funeral."

boerboel


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Posts: 290

Message Posted:
17/07/2011 15:08

sorry for the f word

negativenick


Joined: 10/11/2008
Posts: 6023

Message Posted:
17/07/2011 15:08

Was it heaven? Or was it one final act of heroic love from his devoted wife, seeing to it that he left this world a happy man? Mustering one great final effort, he moved himself toward the table. His parched lips parted; the wondrous taste of the cookie was almost already in his mouth; seemingly bringing him back to life.



The aged and withered hand, shakily made its way to a cookie at the edge of the table, when it was suddenly smacked with a spatula by his wife.



"Stay out of those," she said, "they're for the funeral."