Oreos are the best cookies.
Chocolate chip? More like deer droppings sprinkled on balls of mud.
Snickerdoodles? Make me snicker because they’re so fucking disgusting. Why don’t you just drink a glass of fucking cinnamon and sugar you barbarian.
I love oreos so much. They bring me back to when I was a child and would wait for my mother to come home with a box of oreos. My mom doesn’t like them because my dad died from choking on an oreo, but I call that natural selection. My dad didn’t choose the oreo, the oreo chose him. Nobody understands my love for oreos. I only watch porn of threesomes between two black guys and a white man because it reminds me of oreos. Every time I take a bite of an oreo it’s like I’m born again. My dick rises 5000 ft off the ground and pierces the heavens, giving God a cumshot every single time. Sometimes I’ll lick the cream off the two chocolat disks and place them on my dick. I’m white so it looks just like an oreo and that makes me harder.
I’ll even fill up the bathtub and sit in the tub of oreos, then proceed to cry. My mom screams at me when I put oreos near my dad’s ashes, but I only tell her that this is the oreo’s way of asserting it’s dominance. My doctor tries to get me to stop eating oreos because apparently the number of oreos I consume daily is dangerous. I just call him a stupid Oreophobic piece of shit. I love you Oreo.
“We’re going to play with Koujaku now (Ɔ ˘⌣˘)♥(˘⌣˘ C)”
