A Penguin, an Italian, and a Llama Walk Into a Bar ….

When Sean was growing up, the prize for finishing all of his dinner was a cookie. Now Sean is a adult and he can have 10 cookies if he wants, any time of the day. He often does. 

Sean loves cookies. He brings home a new package every week to savor while we have our tea. I’m always excited to see what he’s bought, since so many of the brands are unfamiliar to me. 

Once, we had Mikados:
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Mikados are shortbread biscuits layered with jam, coconut, sugar, and pink gobs of Peep-like marshmallow. They taste about as great as they sound. 

Another time, we had crispy chocolate covered digestives:

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Though I can’t vouch for any improvements in my digestion, they were terrific. 

In the past few weeks, we’ve had tiny packaged apple pies that need to be baked in the oven, Kinder Surprise eggs, shortbread cookies, and arguments in the snack aisle because Sean has always believed that Nabisco, Kellogg’s, and Cadbury are Irish brands. 

This week, we have Penguins:

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Crunchy, creamy and chocolatey all at once – Penguins are most excellent cookies. As if “delicious” and “named after a lovable creature” weren’t enough, the folks at Penguin decided to add a whole new dimension of awesome to their product by printing penguin-themed jokes on their wrappers. Every time Sean eats Penguins, he makes sure to quiz me. Who knew how much fun a pair of adults could have with a handful of cookies? 

Sean: What’s black and white, black and white, black and white, black and white?

Liv: My newspaper as I whip you for asking, “Do ye have Pringles in America?”

Sean: Wrong! It’s a penguin rolling down a hill.

Liv: Oh. 

Sean: Okay, finished that biscuit. Let’s try again. Why don’t Polar Bears eat penguins?

Liv: Because Polar Bears and penguins aren’t eligible for frequent flier miles.

Sean: No! They can’t get the wrappers off. 

Liv: Seriously? What, did someone at the Penguin joke think tank skip lunch or something? 

Sean: Give me another biscuit. Yum. Who is a Penguin’s favorite aunt?

Liv: Ice Flo. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ….!! Oh, wait, you said “favorite.” 

Sean: A penguin’s favorite aunt is Aunt-Arctica. 

Liv: Oh, man. Okay, enough with the penguin jokes … I think I’m … NUMB with boredom. A ha ha ha ha ha ha …! 

Sean: Why are you laughing?

Liv: Get it? “Numb”? Like from the cold?

Sean: Ha. Ha. 

Liv: *I* should work for Penguin cookies. I’m hilarious!

Sean: Penguin biscuits. 

Who knows what our next shopping trip will bring? 

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6 Replies to “A Penguin, an Italian, and a Llama Walk Into a Bar ….”

  1. AND they can’t get the wrappers off!

  2. those adventures in the cookie aisle sound like tons of fun! 😀 those cookies look pretty damn tasty too…

  3. Definitely, they don’t have opposable thumbs ^_^

  4. I love this post! When I lived in Ireland, I, too, went thru a bunch of cookies at tea time. My faves are just the plain ol’ digestives. Or Hob Nobs!

  5. ieatmypigeon says: Reply

    COOKIES! 😀

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