I was busy working when suddenly, a whole bunch of Girl Scout Cookies ambushed me! They had some strange human carry them into my office when I was at my weakest. They flew out of the package and hurled their tasty little bodies at me. My hands were busy, so I was forced to use my teeth. But I was vulnerable, and they were able to penetrate my feeble defenses.
They declared victory after a battle that lasted only seconds, and I was forced to admit my humiliating defeat.
I had a similar problem. I took my vorpal sword in hand and forced the half-empty box into the pantry. It's been quiet for 2 days. (Or maybe my husband dispatched it. I'm afraid to look.) 1950 days ago