In an age when we attempt to pretend that we’re so much more health conscience, I challenge you to try to find a Henderson Resident* who’s heart doesn’t skip at least a tiny beat when they wake up and realize that this morning is the morning–the Girl Scout Cookies are finally coming.
All 38,488 boxes of them. To the gym at Presbyterian Church.
Who’s bringing the milk?
*I’m being hyperbolic. Don’t comment to tell me you actually hate Girl Scout Cookies. I’ll report you for being un-American. And a hater.