At an outdoor roundtable with some Pennsylvania voters, Romney was offered lemonade and cookies. You can imagine what fresh public-relations havoc this offering wrought. “I’m not sure about these cookies,” Romney said. “Did you make those cookies? You didn’t, did you? No. No. They came from the local 7-Eleven bakery or wherever.”
Soooooo grossssss. Ewwww. These cookies are, like, bought at a store where people can get gas right outside? That customers pump themselves? What are you, competing with the service class? Grosssss. Get this cookie away from me before it insists I claim it as a dependent.