Seriously, they masquerade as angels of light, with their dark chocolate minty taste (my personal satan being the thin mint ones) but in reality they are little fiendish wafers of fat and carbohydrates waiting to attack the weak defences of your tastebuds so they can defile the temple of your flesh.
Can I have your Samoas then? I don't think that you'd really need them, being a work of the devil and all. I'll take my chances.
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