"By the way, how much was it that Cooky got away with?"

You must be very, very careful of your health, Cooky.

Cooky Bradford wants to make enough money to buy a lunch wagon.

As for Cooky, if he isn't lively bat him between the eyes."

Cooky leaned forward between them with his elbows in his hands.

"Cooky, by the time you've finished pots and pans you'll be wanted on deck.

Cooky replied, in tones so like Daughtry's as to startle him.

Father Cooky's, however, was not so easily subdued.

"Hump runs the galley from now on, and Cooky pulls in his horns."

You, Kerfoot, go for'ard and see what's become of Cooky!

She dialed the takeout department of Cooky's restaurant.

Before he found the right makeup for Cooky, Brown had made 60 other tries with it for his character.

You tempted Cooky, and he fell.

"Cooky," Wolf Larsen called in a low voice.

Brown as Cooky.

Cooky Donaldson had considered coming as an aristocrat, "but having gardened all week my hands were in no shape to do that," she explained.

Cooky cannot hurt you.

The chef, a man named Cooky, said, "Hey, sheriff!

Cooky Sirico was a member from 1969-1973, after which the group became inactive and she became a secretary at a brokerage stock cage.

"We'll see to that," Wolf Larsen answered, and elevated his voice in a call of "Cooky!"

"Very probably," was Wolf Larsen's answer, as he turned partly away from me and cried out, "Cooky!

"Cooky's sharpening his knife for Hump," was being whispered about among the sailors, and some of them twitted him about it.

"I see Cooky's finish," I heard Smoke say to Horner.

"I've given you warning, Cooky," Wolf Larsen said, "and now you've got to take your medicine."

By the way, Mr. Van Weyden, you'd better look in on Cooky.

He really seemed to want to give us those cookies.

Now they need to find the woman who gave them those cookies.

The cookie can still be seen on the back side.

By any chance, did you mean those cookies to be for me?

And see if you got some of those little cookies.

Something about probably being able to find things in the cookies, or God knows what.

You can also look at the cookies already on your hard drive.

For some Americans, though, the cookies are hard to find.

She took the cookies and followed her mother out of the room.

And no cookie will be able to hold onto you.

But at least on my system here it was cookies.

She had no possible use for any of those things, except perhaps the cookies.

If there are 10 cookies, how many does each of the five people in the living room get?

So far, she's the only one who's been nice and gave me a cookie the day we moved in.

I know him as a guy who's a tough cookie late in the game.

On the road, he has been away from his wife, Cookie, and new son.

I'd stock the house with cookies and tell myself it was for the kids.

All right, I'm going to get one of these cookies.

Some of the women who come here are tough cookies.

Something that might, at one time, have been a cookie.

Before you know it they will want to share her cookies!

So I fell back to the idea of using some cookies.

Or just store a cookie of some sort on your system.

"Just in time to have a cookie and tell us about your day," she said.

I got some more coffee and a couple of cookies.