Why yes, my middle name IS random, how did you guess?

[deep_red_bells]

I would like to build a shrine of worship to whoever invented these. Oh my God. They are SO GOOD.

Comments

[bookish-blonde.livejournal.com]

Damn you. *pouts* Now I want some.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

They are wonderful. I love Almond Joys and they made them into COOKIES, whoever's idea it was must be worshiped.

[bookish-blonde.livejournal.com]

*nods* Totally. I'm kind of partial to the Reeses ones too. I am a chocolate peanut butter addict. Seriously.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Dude, they have Reese's cookies too!

[bookish-blonde.livejournal.com]

Yes. (http://www.hersheys.com/cookies/products/reeses-cookies.asp) They are godly. Now I need some.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Reese's peanut butter is the best peanut better EVER. :D

[bookish-blonde.livejournal.com]

*grins* Right? Have you ever eaten Reese's peanut butter cups frozen? *smirks* Really, who needs a man?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

OMG I KNOW! Though I try to keep my 'chocolate is better than sex' comments in check where the boyfriend can see cause as good as chocolate is it's so kinda not better. Not at all

[bookish-blonde.livejournal.com]

*laughs* Well it was my comment not yours, so I think you're safe. I only just went on one date with my someone and he got called away before I could actually compare it to chocolate, so I'm technically still allowed to say it. *grin*

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

Okay, I have ten teenage boys here in five minutes. We are then taking a field trip to the grocery store for these cookies. I'll discuss how you can use things in the grocery store as weapons.

You know should NYC ever become apocalyptic or riot or whatever and they need to defend themselves and other innocent people from a grocery store.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Dude, I so want to be in your class!

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

The boys love me. Mostly because as often as I make them bust their asses, I let them have 'field trip' days. They are not amused when we have Tai Chi day with Sarah McLachlan though. I tell them I'm getting them in touch with their feminine side and their girlfriends will thank me.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

HOMG. The mental image of you forcing teenage boys to do Tai Chi to girly music. YOU SO NEED YOUR OWN SHOW.

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

:D It's sorta hysterical. And if they bitch beyond the point where I can take it. They have to spar me. I don't hurt them per say but I just keep putting them on the ground. It's embarrassing and they end up sore as crap.

My own show would be a blast! I'd make the Osbornes look sane.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Oh I can imagine it's just humiliating for them. THE GIRL BEAT ME UP IN FRONT OF THE OTHER BOYS! Damn, I want your job. XD

DUDE, they need a show to replace the Osbornes! I MISS THEM! "SHA-RON!!"

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

Exactly! I love my job most of the time. I wish it paid more but it kinda rocks.

I KNOW! I miss that show! Seriously, when Ozzy Osborne is the most sane person in your house, something is WRONG. And Sharon, throwing ham at their neighbor OMG. I think I nearly killed myself laughing.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I can imagine the pay is kinda sucky, but! Much fun to be had!

I KNOW, and he SO WAS. Even if you couldn't understand half of what he was saying!

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

The fun makes up for it.

I KNOW! I used to ad lib for him when I was bored. It was like a game. I love Ozzy.

OOC

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

And this is a random question FTW, your header is gorgeous (I think I've told you before, if not it IS) What type did you use on it? the print not the script. If you don't mind me asking.

Re: OOC

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

HEE! Thank you so much! I can't remember but let me dig up the PSD and see...

It's called Bebete. :D

Re: OOC

[whattingawhat.livejournal.com]

Thank you!

Re: OOC

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

You're welcome!

[not-noble.livejournal.com]

Your stash in the kitchen's gone. If you want them back, you'll have to fight me for them. Bloody hell, those are divine!

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

It's okay, I have more hidden elsewhere, so I'll share just this once because they are THAT GOOD.

[not-noble.livejournal.com]

You should've locked your bloody remarks from the Callahans...Preacher vacuums up food like a sodding Hoover, and Andy, well...he'll eat anything with sugar in it.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

My stash is well hidden, known only to me and the Ruby Duby. I am not afraid. Plus, I will beat the ever loving hell out of both of them if they steal my tasty snacks.

[rubymason.livejournal.com]

I'll hurt them. No stealing. Not nice.

*does her best 'grrr' face*

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Damn right. *nods*

[rubymason.livejournal.com]

*nods emphatically*

I didn't tell anybody, Bee. I was good. It's our secret.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

*grins*

I know you wouldn't, Ruby, that's why I let you in on it. You're trustworthy.

[rubymason.livejournal.com]

*creeps up and whispers in Bee's ear*

Did you tell Julian?

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

*shakes her head and whispers back*

Nope. Still just our secret. You and me. No boys allowed.

[rubymason.livejournal.com]

*beams and giggles*

We're special. Trustworthy.

[deep-red-bells.livejournal.com]

Definitely.

*nods somberly before giggling*