Cookie Monster Searches Deep Within Himself and Asks: Is Me Really Monster?
Who me kidding? Me know me never actually eat cookies. Me only crumble cookies in mouth, but me no swallow. Me can’t swallow. Me no have no esophagus. Me no have no trachea. Me only have black fabric throat. Me not supposed to be able to even talk.
Beautiful, genious, brilliant. The reason the internet exists.
the cookies represents the common man and the monster represents the self fulling prophacy men are lead to believe. The more we indulge in what is not possible to obtain turns us all in to a society of it’s not my fault. Or the cookie monster sucks at his job. it could go either way