May 21, 2009

I'll Bake Cookies on You
FOUND by Sargis in My Junior High School
I found this letter sticking out from under my desk.
Kermit Fog in a hotte tomally
Yes, I could bake you dozens of cookies. Also decorate your house. And arrange your shoes alphabetically.

From: Tim.
+ May 21, 2009 12:18 AM +
baby basil in the herb garden
This person's spelling is Mideval."hotte" I have seen before in Chaucer and others of his ilk.

"From your secret aDHotte?" Now that, I need a translation of. Admirer of hottes? ADD suffering Hotte? Admirer who also considers herself hotte?

I'm confused, bemused and a bit fershimmmelt.
+ May 21, 2009 04:10 AM +
Farmer in The Dell
ime to hesitate is through. There's no time to wallow in the mire. Try now, we can only lose and our love become a funeral p
+ May 21, 2009 05:14 AM +
Librarian in the woodwork

Wanna bet Joe is just some normal guy and the girl(s) who left him this note were making fun of him?

And what do you think the chances are (I think they're pretty high) that tomor she won't want to be Joe's frined?

Would she even return his unicycle?
+ May 21, 2009 06:29 AM +
Feeling in coherent
Technically, no matter how hot Joe was, you can't bake "on" him. Baking takes place internally, and that would be gross. I think she means to "fry" on him, but that would be more like pancakes.

Either way, it seems unsanitary to be!
+ May 21, 2009 07:12 AM +
Feeling in coherent
to 'ME'.

stupid typos
+ May 21, 2009 07:14 AM +
Mom Interrupted in a cold shower.
Kermit made me snort. Thanks for that!
+ May 21, 2009 07:46 AM +
Phoebe Muse
I read "9D Hottie" made me think like the 4H club the 9 D's are
Determination
Deliciousness
Denial
Demonic
Dubious
Daring
Drunk
Delicate
Debutantes
+ May 21, 2009 07:48 AM +
Feeling in coherent
Wow Pheobe, It like a rundown of ex girlfriends
+ May 21, 2009 09:12 AM +
Feeling in coherent
IT'S like

I can't type today. Of course I could proofread before posting, I guess.
+ May 21, 2009 09:14 AM +
fooch in California, waiting for the shit to hit the fan
Good one, Farmer. Now the song will be stuck in my head all day.
+ May 21, 2009 09:18 AM +
dottie the hottie
This is so great! "You are sooo hot I could bake cookies on you!" Really makes me smile, just the image of baking cookies on someone's hot body and the fragrance wafting around the room.


I am so glad she did not write that she could fry an egg on him.
+ May 21, 2009 09:33 AM +
Flargy in New Haven, CT
"This person's spelling is Mideval[sic]."

The irony of this sentence is sickeningly swiet. Kindly steppeth down from thy high horse.
+ May 21, 2009 09:43 AM +
Hiplainsdrifter in South Portland, Maine

What part of me are you intending on applying the cookie dough?
+ May 21, 2009 10:41 AM +
Curious in Charlotte, NC
@Highplainsdrifter - Why am I now thinking of pigs in blankets?
+ May 21, 2009 11:27 AM +
Frottage in the home ec room, greased up with Crisco and ready to cook, baby
Why did she call him a "GZO"? What the fuck is that? And please don't say "it's a sports car. You know, the Beach Boys wrote a song about one I think."

At first glance I thought it said something like "hotte totally," which is completely retarded, but when I realized that it said

"Hotte Tomally," ("hot tamale")

my estimation of the young would-be lover increased dramatically: she is so dumb that she somehow transcended "depressingly stupid" and attained "incredibly entertaining retard savant" status in one fell swoop. Go for it, Sargis.
+ May 21, 2009 12:32 PM +
oops. better go check the cookies
Pretty sure it says You GO. (with an odd-looking G.) or maybe it says You Gro(w). Or You Gro(k).
+ May 21, 2009 01:38 PM +
Reading in Bed
I love how she's his secret admirer but she gives him her phone number. Not so secret anymore.
+ May 21, 2009 01:39 PM +
turtles in a half shell
definitely supposed to be "tamale" at the end... what a dope. maybe its not GZO, but just a weird G and its "go"?
+ May 21, 2009 01:41 PM +
Diana in Bellingham, WA
This note is amazing, and everyone who said snarky things about it is just too unhip to get it. It's not "You GZO" it's "You GO." And she's saying he's so hot that she could bake cookies on him. And "Secret Ad" is short for "Secret Admirer." She didn't know how to spell "admirer," OK? Geez. Also, it was a prank, but whoever wrote the note secretly DOES think he's a hotte [sic]. There.
+ May 21, 2009 02:17 PM +
mona lisa in the louvre
foundites are terminally hip, Diana. You're not hip enough to get that.
+ May 21, 2009 02:27 PM +
Muse on the Loose
Debbie's friends dared her to give Joe a sloppy note saying he was hotte and she was his secret admirer. They didn't know that Joe was her cousin, and when she tried to tell them they accused her of liking him.
+ May 21, 2009 02:32 PM +
Sunshine in San Anto
A-ha! Diana wrote the note!
"Also, it was a prank, but whoever wrote the note secretly DOES think he's a hotte [sic]. There."
+ May 21, 2009 03:19 PM +
Sammy Davis Junior Jr
I think this note is so erotic. I would totally go out with anyone who wanted to bake cookies on me.
+ May 21, 2009 04:52 PM +
Night in gale
Hey Joe, where you goin' with that gun in your hand?
+ May 21, 2009 07:25 PM +
Terrie-Is-So-Very in totally-unique-ville
Don't you bake cookies at like 325?That's not really all that hot.
+ May 21, 2009 08:01 PM +
sick in tired
What's the difference between Flargy and God?

God doesn't think he's Flargy.
+ May 22, 2009 08:06 AM +
Miss Scarlet in in the Study with a Revolver
What kind of cookies? Those peanut butter ones with the fork-tine imprint in the center. Those are hotte.
+ May 22, 2009 08:55 AM +
Cell 1307 in Shaw Shank Pen
I wish I were a secret Adhotte. Anyone for some cookies? Oooo! Mine has a hair in it.
+ May 22, 2009 06:41 PM +
Flargy in New Haven, CT
You're right - he doesn't think he is, but he aspires to be.
+ May 22, 2009 07:43 PM +
KP
this is great ahahh next time i write a note to a guy i'm stealing these exact words :D
+ June 29, 2009 11:38 AM +

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