Eleven thin mints!! Eleven!!! How in the world can I stop eating these beautiful little circles of minty chocolate? They find their way into my mouth even while my brain is saying, "No!! Not the Thin Mints! You will never stop once you have begun!"
Two Samoas. This was before my trainer ride which was before the eleven Thin Mints which was before the guilt that is making me post this sad, sad window into my love of circular cookies sold by cute girls for an outrageous price.
Evil, hateful little cookies.