Ooh, cookies! *puts cookies in rucksack and walks back to base*
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Where'd the cookies go? Those were supposed to keep Grif away from the other food.
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Sorry Sarge. I'll make you guys a new batch. *Walks to the mess hall kitchen* But hey, Caboose liked them at least.
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Well that doesn't surprise me
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You wouldn't give them to me but you'll give them to sarge. Figures.