Dec 2, 2019
I’ve said this before, I was getting involved in the cookie jar at home. But I would wait till my parents leave, and then I help myself. And when they came back they would look, you know a different thing. Oh we know who was there… They didn’t beat me, but I was punished in this way, things that I would want, they’d take it away from me temporarily, you know? And to this day, that’s my favorite thing, cookies. Cookies are my weakness.