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Wrap them uuuup And bam! All pretty and READY FOR PICK UP!!
CONTACT me here: [email protected] to PREORDER NOW!!
ONLY $9.99 each (cheaper than macarons!!)
GET YOURS NOW!! special offer ends tomorrow
REFLEXTION WORDS FROM PEERS—&h;—————— Being the first presenter, honestly, I was very very very verrryyy nervous. Thinking back now, there were a lot of improvements that couldve been made— Even tho ppl gave back “delicious” “tasty” “fun” The transformations would’ve had more of a closure or impact if I had actually pushed my limits and boundaries and ate the cardboard cookies. Whether it was at home —> bringing the excrete to school Or performing an “eating show” during the presentation ———-//////———— “Interactive” and “inedible” Another improvement, would be to transform the presentation into a selling/bargaining environment. Although I did try to implement the idea of selling goods, it would have been better if I had actively showcased the qualities of the product thru actions and advertising
It was fun and the process was enjoyable, but its a shame I was unable to produce the best effect of the transformations—> room for improvement :)
Boxxxxflection
One day, Mr Box decided to go on a road filled with unexpected transformations. Walking pass the first cross-section, giant hands extended down from above and attacked him, leaving him with rips and torns, wrinkled and tattled. A huge rolling pin then ran him over, flattening him.
After picking himself up, unfolding his wounds, he entered the second cross-section. Here, words and thoughts of a “special someone” was etched onto him. Word by word, letter by letter. Questions like “what is a box?” were inked onto him, triggering his existensial crisis, as they both began seeking the answer.
Befriending the “special someone”(SS), Me Box and SS decided to find their answer in another realm. In dreamland, where the impossible becomes possible and questions are answered. However, despite lying on each other, both SS and Mr Box failed to achieve their goal.
They then decided that the second best place for thinking was in the shower, as it is a time where people are alone and actively pondering under the comfort of warm water. Mr Box volunteered himself and took a nice long shower with fragrance soap. Unfortunately, not only did no answers come out, the words etched onto him also began fading, began smudging, reflecting their even more confused thoughts.
Finally, because they could not think of any other way, Mr Box chose to sacrifice himself in order to ask for assistance. He cut himself up into circles, puffed them up into a bottle-cap shape which gave the illusion of cookies, smeared himself up with butter, and spent 30 minutes in a hot hot room all by himself. Mr Box did this in order to create a tasty appearance and attract the attention of other young thinkers to help him solve their question.
After being packaged, it is now up to you guys to help them solve their problem. By purchasing a pack of cookies and consuming it, you will share the same concerns they had, and work together to find the ultimate answer to this question: “what is a box?”
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Waiting……… ………….…………… …….……………………… In a dark, dark room
Muffled sounds
(Turn on sound)
Giving my cookie army dabs of my love and also a nice butter aroma Bam Closing the oven door Cookies are locked into a room of darkness Temperature rising Pressure increasing Totally helpless and passive Waiting….. …………………… …………………………
Scanned documentation of my cardboard cookie army Aligned like soldiers