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Into your tummy? Oh wait- were you asking about your days or the Oreos? Because I have no idea where the days go either.
It’s funny, though, how the plain oreos seem to just sit there. And the double-stuff ones, they take you in reverse. Not in a good way.
Mmmm… toothpaste flavored Oreos… =)
I’ve never had the mint Oreo’s… hmmm… as soon as I finish off my 56 oz. XXL bag of peanut M&M’s I’ll have to go get a package of mint Oreo’s to try
yes where *DO* they go? mmmm, mint is my favorite.
maybe i should take to buying the mint? I don’t like mint. That way I would never eat them.
Because I bought this COSTCO sixe Oreo box for a recen family reunion. Brought home almost the whole box.
I’ve been eating a sleeve a day.
How’s that for a diet killer?
My days roll by like chocolate chips (or BAGS of chocolate chips I should say!)
The worst are the Milk Chocolate Covered Oreos (both plain and mint). There are only 12 cookies in the box and they disappear as quick as lightning …
I ate a full thingy of double stuff oreos yesterday. Minus two that Neil ate. After I led him to believe (without actually saying so), that I’d shared them with the Young Women.
Umm. Yeah.
I agree with nottoopensive. I can’t stand mint because it feels like eating toothpaste. Especially mint oreos, because the green cream stuff actually LOOKS like toothpaste.
Sorry. 🙂
If you are anywhere near a Trader Joe’s I suggest you try their version which are called Joe-Joe’s. So so so so much nummier and no trans fats! So their good for you! 😉
Oh, spell checkers don’t help when you type “their” instead of “they’re” — hanging head in shame. I’ll have to eat a cookie to feel better.
But have you tried making Dirt Pudding with the mint ones? My oldest thinks it is heaven – his two favorites in one!
ROFLMBO!!!
Mint oreos are the BESTEST.
Yeah. It happens in my life too… It goes off as if like magic!
Both days and the oreos
😉 Sue