I tell you that that cookie's been slashed, stabbed, flushed down a toilet, and barfed up and that you don't really want it. I take the cookie from you when you are pondering this. I have the stinky cookie.
Is the cookie the ashes? Or what? Anyway...........
I send my raccoon minions after the cookie. Now they're running off. -_- Now they're heading into the ocean. COME BACK HERE YOU STINKING RACCOON!
Stinking raccoon: (in raccoon language) I have the cookie!