Rock Bloxxx

what the heck am i gonna do with five and a half dozen cookies?
i mean,
obviously,
i could eat them all.
...no...i mean it, though...
for serious,
i could actually eat them all.
go easy, neighbors-
i'm not trying to blarp out on a billion pounds of cookiebaked hottness.
no matter that they're the fully-loaded version, packed with stacks of
chocolate and peanut butter in every single direction,
and crisscrossed with those obligatory Folk Life & Liberty fork tracks.
hmm?
yeah, kids.
chocolate peanut butter peanut chocolate chip oatmeal coconut jauns.
y'know?
that's that expert activation sh!t,
for when i find myself spending a friday night all by my all-alonely.
wordimus prime.
when i'm not getting busy entertaining and interacting with company,
i really truly should still be getting busy.
that's a thing.
and honestly,
what's bigger business than a pound of dark brown sugar
and a whole jar of peanut butter
and a deep cup of dense-packed baking cocoa?
mmmhmmmm.
these b!tches are burly barbarian battle-beast baked greats,
and they're reppin' the signature style of my personal contribution
to the world of cookies and treats.
yep.
Rock Bloxxx.
...for your faces.
teleport:

yeah!!!!!!!
big ol' chunky chunkin' circles of soft, crumbly brown on brown on brown.
and i'm going to share 'em with anybody who wants 'em,
just as long as they show up at the tattoo studio to tune up a trio at a time.
three in a row, friends.
why?
because they're rock bloxxx.
c'mon.
don't be dumb.
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waking up to a plateful of cookies is expert.
falling asleep to rain tattooing a pittery-patter on the metal roof
outside my bedroom window in the warmish nighttime is expert.
i'm gettin' it, friends.
good stuff is creeping into the faultlines of my broken old busted self.
that's a secret upside, huh?
i figured i'd be taking on water and drowning or sinking before too long,
as i fell apart these past few months and years.
really,
i just was expanding,
and opening up some stuff,
to let in more other other stuff.
there's more,
and it isn't all bad.
i guess that's sort of a pleasant surprise.
i must've been too busy baking to stop and look around.
weird.
there's more going on than there used to be,
but i s'pose that's the way secret universal plans reveal themselves.
slowly, but surely.
it's all really happening-
and i guess i'll keep sayin' it,
because i doubt it'll stop anytime soon;
never quiet, never soft.....