Thyn Mynts
Is there anything finer than Girl Scout thin mints?
Okay, let me put that to you another way. Besides the 1991 World Series, is there anything finer than Girl Scout thin mints?
I would contend that there probably isn’t. A few difficult people might object and say that they prefer Nutter Butters, but I don’t want to get bogged down in semantics.
Of course, we also don’t want to forget the glory that is the United States of America. So basically, besides the 1991 October classic, Nutter Butters, and the USA, is there anything finer than Girl Scout thin mints?
This post is starting to turn in a different direction than I had anticipated…
While I want to move forward with this idea, I would be remiss if I didn’t mention the awesomeness of the polio vaccine. And the smell of a summertime barbeque. And the surfing-on-top-of-the-van scene from “Teen Wolf”. And the 1903 World’s Fair. And the video for Michael Jackson’s “Black or White”. They all deserve some special merit, either alongside or possibly in front of Girl Scout thin mint cookies.
Anyway, long story short, I just ate a few of them and sucked down a six pack of Pabst. Good night.
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February 23rd, 2006 at 9:30 am
I’d give up comic books and women for a lifetime supply of thin mints. Which can’t be to tough, since women gave me up long ago (which I believe is tied to the comics).
February 23rd, 2006 at 10:03 am
Thanks for mentioning the 1991 World Series. Jerk.
February 23rd, 2006 at 10:11 am
You got it, buddy. Anytime.
February 23rd, 2006 at 11:57 am
Pabst Blue Ribbon and Mint. Now that is a great combination.
February 23rd, 2006 at 2:06 pm
I am the best player of all time!
February 23rd, 2006 at 2:14 pm
You tell ‘em, Hrbey!
February 23rd, 2006 at 2:26 pm
Not being lonely. You forgot to mention that not being lonely comes before Thin Mints. But Thin Mints comfort you (me) when you (I) are (am) lonely occasionally (all the time). Thin Mints are also better than not getting throttled in the nuts every time I step out my front door (Barry, please).
February 23rd, 2006 at 2:45 pm
Chris, Barry is just masking his low self-esteem through physical violence. He is the real victim here. He and your nuts.
February 23rd, 2006 at 3:59 pm
Then there’s classic shortbread, which are pretty much the Detroit of cookies.
February 23rd, 2006 at 8:38 pm
You’re extremely corpulent, Kent Hrbek, and your last name has a high consonant-to-vowel ratio.
February 23rd, 2006 at 11:45 pm
while being completely irrevelant to this conversation, i find this also completely awesome…here it is, if you haven’t heard it before http://www.theonion.com/content/node/45394
February 24th, 2006 at 1:05 am
i don’t remember the ‘91 world series being that great. i do remember hrbek lifting my entire right leg off of 1st base.
buy a vowel you big oaf!
oh, and i like my thin mints out of the freezer. its the only way.
February 24th, 2006 at 7:30 am
Duane is correct, rice crispy treats are right up there, too.
February 24th, 2006 at 9:36 am
Gant was pushed off the base!
I’m going to go eat a box of Thin Mints now to repress this painful memory.
February 24th, 2006 at 11:46 am
How come it’s always ‘91? What about ‘87? What about my mustachio?