I find humor in this and relate to it in a couple of ways:
1. As a lover of chocolate. Especially my Oreos. With milk of course (+ one ice cube). What a way to end a day. Oreos and milk are for me at the end of the day what a cold, frosty beer is for my husband. The perfect mini-celebration of getting the kids to bed.
2. As the mother of a milk-addicted 4-month-old baby boy.
Need I say more?
If you're an avid Oreo dunker you need an Oreo cow. http://www.flickr.com/photos/fayefarms/3651521377/
Pretty much whenever I see or even think of an Oreo, I think of my friend Kylie. 🙂