As a old man lay in his bead,about to draw his last breath.He smelled the aroma of chocolate chip cookies baking. As there was nothing he loved better,he pulled himself from the bed and staggered down to the kitchen. there he found hundreds of his favorite cookies spread out to cool.He reached with a shaking hand for one,as he was about to grab it his hand was slapped with a spoon,and his wife said."Keep your hands off they are for the funeral" Originally Posted by ekim008