The thing about cookies is that they never end well.
Sure, you start out with cookies, which is completely awesome, but once you eat the cookies, the only possible outcome is sadness.
Scenario one: You eat a few cookies and then stop. Then you sit and listen to the cookie voices and the voice of that skinny girl from the gym argue over whether or not you should have more cookies. This = sadness.
Scenario two: you eat ALL the cookies. Then you have a tummy ache, plus you have to listen to the voice of the skinny girl in the gym berate you for eating so many empty calories. Also, you would still really like more cookies. This also = sadness.
And this is why henceforth I shall now refer to cookies of disks of unhappiness.