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An old man was laying on his death bed.
He had only hours to live when he suddenly smelled chocolate chip cookies.
He loved chocolate chip cookies more than anything else in the world.
With his last bit of energy, he pulled himself out of bed, across the floor, and to the stairs.
Then down the stairs and into the kitchen. There his wife was baking chocolate chip cookies.
As he reached for one, he got SMACKED across the back of his hand by the wooden spoon his wife was holding.
“Leave them alone!” she said, “They’re for the funeral!”
老人躺在床上。
只能再活幾个小时了。突然,他闻到了巧克力块曲奇的味道。
他最爱吃这种饼干了。
用他最后一点力气,老人翻下床,爬到楼梯那,下楼到了厨房。
他老伴正在做巧克力块曲奇。
他拿了一块,这时手背被他老伴用木勺打了一下,“放下,”她说,“这是葬礼上用的!”
He had only hours to live when he suddenly smelled chocolate chip cookies.
He loved chocolate chip cookies more than anything else in the world.
With his last bit of energy, he pulled himself out of bed, across the floor, and to the stairs.
Then down the stairs and into the kitchen. There his wife was baking chocolate chip cookies.
As he reached for one, he got SMACKED across the back of his hand by the wooden spoon his wife was holding.
“Leave them alone!” she said, “They’re for the funeral!”
老人躺在床上。
只能再活幾个小时了。突然,他闻到了巧克力块曲奇的味道。
他最爱吃这种饼干了。
用他最后一点力气,老人翻下床,爬到楼梯那,下楼到了厨房。
他老伴正在做巧克力块曲奇。
他拿了一块,这时手背被他老伴用木勺打了一下,“放下,”她说,“这是葬礼上用的!”