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"...Legend has it, that on a full moonlit night, and the scent of freshly baked (or packaged) sugar-based crunchy confectionaries are strong in the air...S-T-R-A-N-G-E transformations take place to an otherwise dignified gentleman...Baser 'instincts' take control, thus turning him into an uncontrollable maniac with an insatiable greed for cookies...'BE GONE...DR. JEKYLL...ENTER MR. HYDROX!!!'(Neo-Oreo type cookie - for those of you whom are unfamiliar) Hydrox trudges onward relentlessly through the dark of night, ravaging both kitchen and bakery alike...satisfying his uncontrollable appetite for every type of cookie known...
...So if you should awaken in the morn, with a craving for something sweet...and find your pantry in ruin, or your cookie cupboard reduced to mere sawdust, and not even a single lowly macroon can be found...
...MR. HYDROX has struck...AGAIN!!!"
This one's for our one of our "higher ups" whom offers never ending support, moderates/coordinates/assists our "all seeing eye", Geri (Caedes himself) in the day-to-day functionaries of this website and community...Our cookie-obsessive Les (a.k.a. Purmusic) (Insert trumpet sound here)...Thank you Les, for all that you do...as well as keeping some of the "Hessians" in here (including The Owde Mucker [Dunstickin]...the Cap'n [Tick]...John [C.Lion]...myself, and quite a few others)...in line! (LOL)
...Here's a cookie...(LOL)
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