When the Redhead was going to art school, and her father was still a grain chemist, she had some “cookies” (actually experiments to measure to spreading factor of the flour) in her possession. The local squirrels (Toledo, Ohio) would knock on her window to get the utterly tasteless fare they were.
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Not to be confused with the cookies you hand out to squirrels, which are stamped with one of these.
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When the Redhead was going to art school, and her father was still a grain chemist, she had some “cookies” (actually experiments to measure to spreading factor of the flour) in her possession. The local squirrels (Toledo, Ohio) would knock on her window to get the utterly tasteless fare they were.
Not to be confused with the cookies you hand out to squirrels, which are stamped with one of these.