Posted by Dave
“Oh no, I’m all out of money,” said one of Peter’s customers.
“Well, that’s the way the cookie crumbles,” Peter responded. Upon hearing those words, the customer jumped over the counter. He pummeled Peter’s face until there was only blood and clumps of flesh. Dozens of witnesses looked on in horror.
At another location, moments later, another fatal exchange occurred.
“There are still large chunks of cookie in here,” said a customer.
“That’s how the cookie crumbles, sir,” replied an employee. The man pulled out a knife in front of his children, and stabbed the employee thirty times in the chest and head.
At the end of this day, an employee at every cookie crumbling shop in the world met a bloody end. Peter Crumb’s wife turned to food for comfort after her husband’s death. She died when her stomach exploded after eating twelve pounds of cookie dough.
More than a hundred years later, experts are still searching for a reason why that catchphrase had such a negative effect on everyone who heard it. Some believe it to be a curse on the Crumb family. Peter’s great grandfather had saved a small community from an evil warlock by sealing him in an ancient tomb. The warlock apparently put a spell on all of his descendants before rats gnawed his face off. Others insist that it was purely coincidence.
What do I think? I think there was something in those cookies. It also explains how Mrs. Crumb ate herself to death. She needed them so badly that she could not wait for them to cook. All of the killer customers faced some setback in their cookie eating experience. The catchphrase merely pushed them over the edge. Or maybe it was a curse. Maybe that warlock had a sense of humor.