It happens. We turn a year older. and so do our butts… because our butts are separate entities… which have revolved and evolved into the shapes of two ginormous cookies. i knew it. i spent all christmas and winter baking cookies for my kids. my husband kept requesting my cookies because it’s cheaper than store bought and so much better. add beer, pizza, easter candy and other junk to the butt batter and wahoop! cookie butt. happy birthday to my cookie butt. i’ll be sure to light a candle to my ass and wish it a merry christmas i mean happy birthday. 35 years of making and creating this great big cookie butt!