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Chocolate Chip Cookies An elderly man was at home, dying in
bed. He smelled the aroma of his favourite chocolate chip cookies baking.
He wanted one last cookie before he died. He fell out of bed, crawled to
the landing, rolled down the stairs, and crawled into the kitchen where
his wife was busily baking cookies. With waning strength he crawled to the
table and was just barely able to lift his withered arm to the cookie
sheet. As he grasped a warm, moist, chocolate chip cookie, his favourite
kind, his wife suddenly whacked his hand with a spatula.
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