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MY COOKIE! RE-MIX

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Baldoraxx

Internalizing Master Of Casual
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Your goal is to get the cookie. Unfortunately, the person before you has protected the cookie the best that they could. Find a way to steal it, and then keep it for yourself.

Anyways, it should go something like this…
Noobman456: I put the cookie in a safe, with a 10-number code.
Stupidalt123: I crack the code and steal the cookie. I eat the cookie.
Obvioustroll345: I dissect your stomach, and steal the cookie. I throw the cookie in a ditch.
Weirdo234: The ditch is only 1 inch deep, and I simply pick up the cookie. I put the cookie in my pocket.
Etc.

Also, you are not allowed to create, purchase, or somehow receive a new cookie unless the previous cookie is impossible to get.

Since we have new members i think we can start this back up and see the creativity roll!

I will start.
I put the cookie in an underground bunker.
 
Baldoraxx said:
I put the cookie in an underground bunker.
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The bunker door was open, so I climbed the ladder and took the cookie.

I put the cookie in a jar, tied the jar to a cement block, and dropped the cement block in the middle of the Atlantic ocean.
 
I break into the bunker with Kitty Pride and put the cookie in my pocket


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The tremendous pressure in the depths of the ocean breaks the jar, releasing the cookie to float ever upward into the light. Where I am waiting with a net. I sweep the cookie from the surf into my cigar boat, and jet off to my private island while listening to "Speedin'" by Rick Ross and R. Kelly.

 
Damn, even a video.

I ask Kitty Pride to retrieve the cookie from the private island since we were late to the bunker.

I put the cookie in my pocket


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Milleuda said:
Damn, even a video.

I ask Kitty Pride to retrieve the cookie from the private island since we were late to the bunker.

I put the cookie in my pocket
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I invite Milly out to a dance club. I then pay for ten dirty male strippers to take milly to the back room, where they remove all of his clothes. I go in and take the cookie from his pocket.

I then put the cookie in another jar and tie it to a weather balloon.
 
Perched atop a nearby building, my eyes glint as I take aim. My trusty Red Ryder gives off the telltale "fwump," and the pellet strikes your balloon with uncanny accuracy. As the cookie tumbles earthward, I leap from rooftop to rooftop and catch it in midair. The light of my cigar casts a super-awesome glow on my cocksure half-grin as I tuck the cookie into an inside pocket.
 
Dejamal said:
Perched atop a nearby building, my eyes glint as I take aim. My trusty Red Ryder gives off the telltale "fwump," and the pellet strikes your balloon with uncanny accuracy. As the cookie tumbles earthward, I leap from rooftop to rooftop and catch it in midair. The light of my cigar casts a super-awesome glow on my cocksure half-grin as I tuck the cookie into an inside pocket.
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With my rocket-boots i see the entire event, Dejamals devishly handsome grin as he puts the cookie in his pocket. Little does he suspect that i have sent my trusty halfdog half cyborg Scrump to bite the cookie out of his pocket, (there he goes). Scrump has the cookie in his pocket and engages his rocket-paws and flies into the nearest volcano to safeguard the cookie in the lava surrounded by a megaton forcefield.
 
The ten dirty male strippers are enthralled by me and become my loyal escorts. I number them 1-10 because who cares what their names are.

I send #10, my least favorite one, into the volcano with a gadget that deactivates force fields and a falcon.

30 minutes later the falcon returns with the cookie and a thong, which I assume is all that is left of #10. I give the cookie to #9, the skinniest of the bunch, for his safe keeping in my designer Louis Vuitton satchel bag.


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I put a small vial of body glitter down on the ground. #s 1 thru 9 see it and begin arguing over who will get to wear it. Amid the commotion I slip the cookie out of the bag.

I place the cookie inside the center of a giant hedge maze made out of thorn bushes.
 
Simpwn said:
I place the cookie inside the center of a giant hedge maze made out of thorn bushes.
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I expertly navigate through the thorn maze. Knowing full well the magnitude of the hedge maze, I pack two mules full of food rations and water and set out for my adventure. Over the course of many days, I navigate through the maze, losing my way many times. Somehow, there ends up being ninjas that attack me randomly, so I am cautiously always on guard. At one point, I even befriended a southern Eskimo (aka, a Mexican) to tend to my wounded mules. I then barter with the southern Eskimo to take my mule for his poncho. The poncho served me well in my travels. Eventually, I find myself in the center of the maze and retrieve the cookie. I then call for a helicopter to airlift me out of there.

Why didn't I just airlift into the maze? Because I fucking love mazes.

I then stash the cookie into the poncho and give it to a small Filipino lad who I later sold to Somalian pirates to be a man slave.
 
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