I'd like to confess to farting in the jar of olives that was added to the relish plate during Thanksgiving 2005.
I've been wondering who the White Station lacrosse coach is.
Now if I only knew what those wings were like...
I can't wait, Sue.
Please ask an employee why donut holes are so dang inexpensive...a stoner employee if you can muster it.
Here's something off topic:
I was standing in my driveway last night at 3 a.m. wearing nothing but my boxers while I tried to run off a stray dog by spraying it with the water hose.
That's the honest truth. You can ask my wife. It was my her fault for taking the stray in.
Now let's talk about some donuts and/or a kolache (pig in a blanket and/or my wife).
I think this discussion is very on-topic, ShockLee.
And who is this writer you're speaking of?
"Old school" really has no business in here.
The phrase "toys for little hands" makes me uncomfortable.
I wonder what Bombeck and Grizzard would think about Mayan cappuccino?
Bombeck: They sure don't make Mayan cappuccinos like they used to.
Grizzard: How the heck did the Mayans make a version of a drink that didn't exist yet?
"They all sell the same."
Hilarious. Let's talk about this puzzling quote.
It's the conversational equivalent of crickets chirping, but apparently it was compelling enough to include in the article. The guy essentially said, "I sell donuts. This isn't a high-end electronics store. If one of my employees called me at home to tell me the mini-crullers were flying off the shelf one morning, I would come up here and put his nads in the donut dropper. Now can we please wrap this up? You ate all of the free donut hole samples, and your kids have totally smeared up the glass cases"
Maybe it was used so Stacey could show off her razor-sharp investigative donut-reporting skills.
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