My great grandma used to have a cookie jar of a Christian monk, holding a sign that said, “Thou Shalt Not Steal Cookies”.
My cousin and I used to break into her house when she would be taking a nap and we would take cookies from the cookie jar and look at all her house plants.
We used to read the sign on the cookie jar.
“Hey look, Kristi, it says, ‘Thou Shalt Not Steal Cookies’”. Then we would laugh.
I guess that’s just the madness of irony.
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