THE GARGANTUAN COOKIE

Unequivocally, my Grandma Rita is the ultimate cookie maker. She constantly is baking cookies for all who live in her condo. Her delicious delicacies are so incredibly tasty that even people who don’t like cookies, and people who are on stringent diets have to consume one or two of her cookies every day (although they aren’t supposed to). Oops!!
There was a storm brewing in Central Minnesota and with that, it proved not to be a good day for a walk. Exhaustively, Grandma Rita and her friends began to think of something to do. Finally, someone whose stomach began to rumble, and was not on a diet, decided to have a party. All was good! Everyone was told to bring an exceptional something to share. While standing in the middle of the complex party room, Grandma Rita started to ponder what she would make for the party. She thoroughly looked in the corners of her complex and found a food trolley, although, it may not have been big enough for what she was planning; she used it anyway.

After her discovery of the trolley, my creatively minded Grandma, who always is always using her noggin, had an impressive idea. She would make a gargantuan cookie. The cookie would be as long as a teenager and as wide as a teenager, although, it would not have teenagers inside it and it would be the biggest cookie the condo had ever seen. She carefully finished the cookie, put it on the trolley and rolled it to the door were the party was being hosted. Everyone was staring at the giant cookie with their mouths agape. Then, one of the older ones suggested eating the giant cookie. They devoured it! It was a top notch cookie, and none has surpassed it since. One of the party goers even called her nephew that was in college.

After the party, the residents of the condo slowly drifted off to their rooms to get some shut eye. While they slept, the nephew (away at college) was hatching a plan to get the remainders of the cookie. He lived close by; attending the University of Minnesota. He would drive that night and steal the remainders of the cookie. When Bob got there, for Bob was his name, he took out a grappling hook he had brought and swung it around a resident’s deck post. He climbed up the rope and snuck to the party room… or what he thought was the party room and went in. What he found there was good ‘ol Grandma Rita!!! Because of her cunning mind, she knew what he was up to.

She started throwing wood elephants, which she acquired in Africa, at him. Bob ran out the door, down the stairs and through the last pair of doors that stood in the way of him and the outside. When he got out he was dismayed to see his car covered in pie. One of the people in the condo had gathered up a whole bunch of pies that she had saved from Thanksgiving, and had thrown them out the window and had missed the garbage can. All of the pie had landed on the car’s front window. It took all night to for Bob to get it off. After the ordeal with Bob, Grandma Rita had gone to bed triumphantly thinking about her gargantuan cookie!