Reality Check by Dave Whamond for June 26, 2024

He’s Nestléd into the position well

I’m always being asked to accept somebody’s cookies.

Eh? You is forced to accepts theirs cookies before entering?

The toll guard is enjoying the payments.

Sweet or semi-sweet?

The human toll guard is going the way of the phone operator. Many tolls now just snap a pic of your license plate and mail you the tolls, if you don’t have a tag mounted in your windshield.

“Chocolate Chip” cookies are actually “Toll Hose Cookies”, named after the Boston restaurant which originally served them. The recipe was published in a magazine and a certain chocolate company made it famous by printing it on their cookie boxes.

He’s tossing his cookies.

he’s a chocolate chip off the ol’ block…

Let’s hire Cookie Monster to collect the tolls!

Raisin cookies as a kid is the reason I have trust issues as an adult.

Cheaper than cash.

I have no idea whatsoever what am I looking at here?

Hmmm, I wonder if that would actually work? When I stop at my usual haunt for my morning gas station breakfast burrito and Red Bull, I’ll grab some cookies and try it. So, what’s the worst that could happen… they’re unarmed.

TOLL HOUSE cookies are a brand by Kebler

Don’t see Toll House cookies in my local grocery store, which is kinda sad.

Crummy job.

Cash in his chips?

Frogs like Toad House Cookies.

At first glance, thought this was a prisoner making his break…!

( CaFfEiNe! )

hey!…that guy’s eatin’ the proceeds!!

Nowadays, hardly any tollbooths have anyone in them – at least in my part of the country, it’s all EZ Pass or bill-by-mail via license-plate cam. Even the tollbooths themselves are being taken out & replaced by arches spanning all lanes, with high-speed cameras over each lane so you don’t even have to slow down.

Where do you go when the chips are down? :)

I’ve been there … first booth off off Drury Lane.

The toll booth guard is getting a little chippy.

I think I’d give them money and keep the cookies for myself, Got Milk? ;-)

My younger Brother and I, used coach our younger still, Sister to ask the toll booth attendant on the turnpike if he had any cookies.