Anyway, they fit nicely in this plastic casserole dish. The day of the show arrives, and I head to Detroit with ticket and cookies in hand. I had about 25 cookies to give away and eat. People couldn't believe it when I offered them a free cookie. I even gave a couple to bums. 

I'm down to my last one, standing by the entrance and looking for somebody to give it to. Out of nowhere 2 Detroit cops walk up to me and tell me they are confiscating the cookie. The one cop asked me how much I made on the cookies and I told her none... I was giving them away to my friends. She said yeah right and took the pan and the cookie. She then took the cookie and handed me the plastic pan back. 

I then told her I was looking for trash and gave her the pan back and asked her if she could please throw it away for me. HAHAH copper. When she was walking away, a fan asked her what was wrong with the cookie. The cop said, "it's prolly laced wit drugs." The fan then said, "really?" Cop said, "pretty sure, but were gonna test it. He's lucky we don't arrest him."
I bet I gave one to an undercover or somethin. They walked away and I walked into the theater and took my seat in the first row, just right of center.

I bet they tested the cookie, then set it on some supervisors desk.

- Lance Miller