GIMME ONE

I knew it was him. Police can't get him. It was him.

You know better so you did better, cause I'm more of a fat bitch and I eat better, you big fat ass bitch, like you wasn't like, rip me off the plastic, I've been acting brand new, nah bitch, the only plastic we gon' rip you out of, is that Honey Bowl wrapper.

The fork happened to the other cookies.

Bitch, I'm gonna take that last one, whether it's a fight or not.

I swear to God, if I do not get this cookie, I cannot even describe to you the horrors that will fall upon you. Your family? Gone. Your pets? Gone. Your friends? Gone. Your social life? Gone. Objects you care for? Gone. People you like? Gone. Nothing. And all for that cookie. Is it really worth it? Would you really sacrifice it?

Good one, Hustler.