Donuts

When I was a kid, few thing were as exciting as going to…the donut shoppe.  


Typically I get a cinnamon roll when I go to a donut shop.  U know, there’s nothing that irks me more/gets me more disappointed than a cinnamon roll that’s not a real cinnamon roll.

When I was picking up dead bodies for the Coroner in Orange County I went to a donut shop w/the older heavy White guy.  He got an orange colored donut.  I’d never had one of those before-as a kid, always glazed.  I tried one-it was great!

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