Made with real Girl Scouts

All year I sit around waiting for those cute little girls in their green dresses to show up outside every grocery store in the Western Hemisphere hawking those boxes of cookies. The wife will pick up a few boxes of Thin Mint or the peanut butter patties for me. But, the season just wouldn’t be complete without the annual hunt for Girl Scout Thin Mint ice cream. Holy hell that is some good stuff.
This year’s journey was completed today. After visiting no less than a dozen stores in search of the frozen minty goodness, I was told that Smiths carried it. When I arrived there was but one gallon remaining. I was ready to knock out the group of elderly ladies in the ice cream aisle if the showed any signs of reaching for it. Luckily (for them), they moved on and headed for the Depends.