To all the sweet little girl scouts selling boxes of calorie filled crack cookies, please leave me the hell alone. I'm onto you and your devil ways. "Thin" mints....please. Your delicious Samoas seem to find a new home on my ass and this house is full. You're killing my running routine and I won't stand for it. Consider yourself warned and know that if you approach me to buy your crack you are getting nothing but the stink eye from this chubby girl.