Tuesday, May 05, 2009

The Cookie Conspiracy

During a business meeting today we ate some cookies. My colleague grabbed blindly into the paper bag and fetched the three pieces above.

I heard about buns with the shape of Mother Theresa and slices of toast with the image of Elvis Presley on it - but cookies that form my name are scary. Actually I am not a saint and my Rock'n'Roll is very poor.

What kind of conspiracy is going on here? I am a bit worried.


  1. Gut, dass du nicht Jacqueline heißt :-)

  2. Oder Sabine Leutthäuser-Schnarrenberger

  3. ... oder Dr. med. Heinrich Hasenlust-Heuwieser.