Chocolate chip cookies

[Debbie Jean]

A man lay dying in his bed. He picked up the faint odor of chocolate chip cookies. Since he was too weak to stand up and walk, he just rolled out of bed and began crawling on his hands and knees toward the kitchen. When he got there, still on the floor, he reached up to the counter top to grab a cookie. His wife slapped his hand and said: "You leave those cookies alone now, I baked them special for the funeral luncheon!".

cheers,
Deb

[Samantha]