A little background – Donna’s favorite Girl Scout cookies are Thin Mints. Her favorite ice cream treat is a scoop of chocolate chip and a scoop of mint chocolate chip on a sugar cone. Every time we go out to eat Mexican food she always gets one of those peppermint patties for a dime at the cash register. She keeps a stash of mint lifesavers in the door pocket of the car, her purse and lunch pail. I on the other hand hate mints, I like the taste, but if I get one little bite of a York peppermint patty it keeps repeating on me all day.
After our lousy dinner, Donna and I stopped at the Dairy Queen just down the street to split a blizzard to cleanse our palettes. There was a sign for a Mint Oreo Blizzard that even looked good to me. I asked if she wanted one of those, and Donna said sure. After it was made and she took one spoonful, she turned up her nose and said, “I don’t want anymore.” Great, I was stuck eating it while she went back inside and got a vanilla cone. Fortunately we’ll be going to sleep soon and I won’t have to put up with the mint burps for much longer.