Shipwrecked!
I hate it when I lose hold my Oreo when I'm dipping it in milk. I usually just stare at it, disbelieving that it actually slipped through my fingers and is now bobbing up and down like a little, lost raft in a tiny sea of cold milk. Then begins the inevitable task of fishing the damn cookie out with fingers getting milky in the process. By the time I have it out, half the cookie has crumpled and polluted my milk and the other half, still clinging onto the sugary center, is soggy. Not that I don't like my cookies over-saturated with milk, but seriously, I was eating the cookies to have clean fingers, not to get them dirty to rescue shipwrecked cookies.