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GET the COOKIE

Luckily I have fish and chips, I m at Brixham and I offer some delicious fishy to the seagull. They drop the cookie for the far preferred snack of fish and I retrieve it. I place the cookie in a watertight box and dive controversially into the harbour to bury it in the sandy sea bed. I swim away from the pilot boat that's now trying to apprehend me and climb into a rowing boat someone left and row to the shore. Then I buy and eat a delicious ice cream...
 
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I swim strongly towards the bagged and floating cookie and retrieve it. I bring the cookie to the beach and hide it in one of 37 near identical beach huts. Then I watch the tide come in at Torquay ah I like my holidays....
 
Roadblock. And while you are talking to the helpful officer of the law I stealthily remove the cookie from your car. Then I run like the wind towards the horizon. On reaching the horizon I bury the cookie and then go for a well deserved nap.
 
I do that stuff the art teacher taught us high school,
the thing with the strings, to establish horizon line,
and perspective.

Yay. Located that cookie.
Dig up the cookie.
Take the cookie for a 7 day all expenses paid cruise to
guess where?
 
I have IBM's Watson computer calculate all likely cruise courses given your origin point at the horizon. I then take the cookie as it is sunbathing on the deck.

I take the cookie to my imaginary castle where I put it in the imaginary throne room guarded by imaginary knights.
 
I imagine that it's pretty easy to get the cookie.
And it was!

I imagine that Willie Wonka will assign 7 fierce
Oompa Loompas to watch over the cookie
while he sings about imagination & I take a nap.
 
It wasn't like you imagined because Willy Wonka showed me where the cookie was and said that he wanted it out of his factory so I took it back to the gym again but this time I put it where people will have a hard time getting it.

I put it under the stack of weights.
 
I hired a Sumo wrestler who obligingly lifted all the weights off the cookie.That's one flat cookie. I took the cookie out of the gym to a seaside location and hid it in a cave that floods when the Tides in. I put it up high so it would stay dry. Then I bought myself an ice cream and wandered along the shore.

:cookie: :swimmer: :cookie::rowboat: :cookie: :surfer: :cookie: :sailboat: :cookie: :palmtree: :cookie: :spoutingwhale: :cookie: :spiralshell::cookie:
 
The cookie was so high when you put it in the cave that it got the munchies and wandered out to the beach, where I had a bag of popcorn that I was feeding to the gulls so I tossed popcorn to the cookie and it followed me home.

After that, the cookie and I watched a movie and we both fell asleep in front of the tv.
 
The cookie woke up and was bored and wanted
to go with me, out of some misguided sense that
whatever I had in mind would be more fun than
falling asleep in front of a television.

So the cookie and I went to Wal Mart and looked
at hats. Winter hats. I found one that just fit the
cookie. The cookie looked very cute in its little
hat. I remembered to buy the hat, so that I
wouldn't be arrested for shoplifting.

The cookie and I left Wal Mart. We went to the
Doll Hospital and I put the hat with the cookie in
it on one of the dolls. There are 3,435 dolls in the
hospital. Half of them are wearing hats.
 
But only one doll is wearing a hat leaking cookie crumbs... I take the cookie and leave the hat for the doll to keep its head warm as this may help it recover and leave that scarily overcrowded place. I sing the cookie a lullaby and it's asleep in no time. I put it in a blue boat to sail on the sea of night.
 
The cookie sailed away for a year and day
but instead of arriving at the Land where the
Bong Tree grows, the blue boat got blown
off course somewhat and landed at Snoopy's
doghouse in his dog dish.

I was looking through some old compilations
of Peanuts and saw the blue boat in the dogdish,
and asked Charlie Brown for the cookie, which
he was happy enough to give me. I said he
could keep the blue boat for himself and his
little sister.

I pack the cookie in a picnic basket which is
raffled off and won by Porky Pine, who although
he is prickly on the outside, has a heart of gold.
Porky Pine is on his way to give the cookie to
Pogo Possum, but doesn't want anyone to know.
 
I wear a shaggy gray fur hoodie and trick Porky Pine into thinking I am that possum.
So he gives me the cookie.

I stick the cookie in the hand warmer pouch-thing part of the hoodie so he believes I am a marsupial.

Then I head for Parts Unknown.
It is a salvage yard where there are lots of people looking for what they need.
 
I am at the salvage yard as it happens, looking for what I need, when you arrive. I have already found a miniature Llama to live in my garden, and a baby Penguin, so it's a good day. At first I believe you to be a marsupial, however when you take off your hoodie I realise that is not so.

While you are looking the other way, I deftly swipe the cookie from the pouch pocket of your hoodie and put it in my backpack. Then I pop Penguin and llama under each arm and go home.

Later on I take the cookie to my workplace and file it under a secret codename that no one can guess.
 
I don't want your cookie. After all it's been through, it's quite stale and probably doesn't taste good anymore. I just baked my own cookie with sprinkles.
MyCookie.jpg
 
I have stolen your cookie and taken it to an unknown location where I am staring at it lovingly, wow it's too good to eat!
 
Trying to confuse the issue by manufacturing a fraudulent substitute proves ineffective.
I ignore that other cookie and snatch the real cookie from the backpack.
"Hello cookie" I say, to test the theory that it might be a fake.
The cookie doesn't answer.
OK.
I take the long sought cookie to the Shrine of the True Cookie and place it in the
Exalted Cookie Jar of Preservation.
 

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