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How long has it been there? Do you know? |
What kind? |
I love you. Will you be my friend?! ![]() |
Since 8:30.
I bought it this morning. Glazed. Yes. ![]() |
Sounds like we'd get along. |
Eat it. You know you want to. You know you HAVE to. Just get it over with. |
Oh.
Not as much fun as not knowing who put it there or when. But I'll bite (literally). |
![]() If it had been a cruller, I would have thought we were separated at birth, or something. I hope it was at least wrapped in a napkin or something (I totally threw one in without anything around it once, and I think there's still glaze in my cell phone speakers!) |
Incidentally, has anyone tried a donut from the Fractured Prune in the Dewey/Rehoboth (and I think OC) area? Yum. |
Oh yeah, fractured prune! They have one, I think called the pebble beach, omg! |
mmmmmmmm d-o-n-u-t-s..... |
If I threw a glazed donut in my purse it would be covered in pencil shavings, aspirin dust and purse lint.
I'd still eat it, mind you. But gross. |
I have one too, but it is the blow up kind, for my butt. I have to sit on it at work because I hurt my tailbone. Pretty embarassing. |
Last night my friend put a pickle in her purse. That's not a euphamism, and nobody was drunk. |