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, walked across the floor, down the stairs and into the kitchen where his wife was baking chocolate chip cookies.
As he reached for one, she smacked him across the back of his hand with a wooden spoon.
“Leave them alone!” she said, “They’re for the funeral!”
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