Elle's message on cookies
here is much talk on the 'Net on the risks of accepting "cookies" from sites that you visit. Elle has his own horror stories of accepting cookies from dubious sources.
The worst of these happened at a seemingly innocent party in 1996. Elle was enjoying the party when he accepted a cookie offered to him by another unknown guest. That in itself wouldn't have been a problem, except that he then accepted another one.
For hours afterwards Elle disappeared into an upstairs room where he sat in the dark and alternated between curling up tightly into a ball and giggling quietly to himself and then bouncing around the room "Basil Fawlty" style. He only ceased when there was risk of someone with a camera coming into the room. He would then ask silly questions, ask if he really asked that question and then go back to giggling quietly to himself. It was the second most disturbing thing that anyone has ever seen Elle do.
The most disturbing thing happened when Elle finally returned downstairs to what remained of the party. He then set about fossicking for morsels of food, polishing off two cheese platters and finally contenting himself by sitting in a corner munching on any scraps of bread he could lay his hands on. Above is an "actual photo" of the event.
If Elle was asked to make any statement on the risks of accepting cookies, it would probably be "Can I have another one?".
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