Jaw DROPPING, Gob SCHMACKING Ignorance
“Dunkin’ Donuts just don’t have much flavor,” said Evans, who grew up in Alabama. “These are just more moist. You can fold them up and stuff a whole one in your mouth.“
By GOD, what was I thinking? I love to EAT Dunkin’ Donuts Chocolate Creme Filled. Bite after lucious bite. Yum yum! Some last 5 or six bites, ’cause I cain’t stand for them to be gone.
And ALL this time, I coulda been stuffin’ WHOLE Krispy Greasy Kremes into my gaping maw.
You know, the stuff these Southerners keep to themselves would just fill a hog farm retention pond, I swear.
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October 21, 2006 12:15 am
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Plain N’ Fancy doughnuts in Schuylkill Haven, Pennsylvania rule.
That’s my opinion and I’m sticking to it.
Us southerners? Lutkefisk anyone? I can’t even spell it!
Us southerners? Lutkefisk anyone? I can’t even spell it!
Donuts is donuts is donuts, sez I.
Let me TELL YOU sumthin’ there, little man ~ sister KNOWS donuts and you is soooo wrong.
wrongwrongwrongwrongwrongwrong
Wrong-ola.
And welcome Trey. Only we don’t EVER use the “L-word” here, so behave yourself.
Hey, that’s not true! My Bride loves lutefisk!
But that’s her danish blood getting out of control.
Dunkin’ Donuts failed in Louisiana when I was a kid because there was Tastee Donuts, McKenzie Donuts, Buttercrisp Donuts, Cloverleaf Donuts, and, of course, French Market Donuts. Dunkin’ was national but all of the others were local. Most of the locals were done in by hard times or Krispy Kreme so Dunkin’ has a chance now. They won’t get any of my money, though. I didn’t much care for them. Not much of a donut person these days but I miss my plain and chocolate-covered cake donuts from McKenzie and I miss the hot glazed from Tastee. McKenzie’s was the only bakery that knew how to make a cake donut. I’m about $200 up and 20lbs thinner because they went out of business.
Krispy Kreme are shit, and Dunkin’ Donuts are THE shit.
That is all you need to know, and ever should know.
The End.
Amen.
Say aMEN, my sistah!!
Wrong-ola.
That rhymes with “granola”. Coincidence? I think not.
Dunkin over Krispy any day!
Sing on, Brothah Michael!
From reading this blog, THS, I understand that you have lived in “Banglacola” for a number of years. I figured you would have slowed down and started enjoying the finer things in life, like Krispy Kreme. No, you don’t have to shove the whole thing in your mouth. I limit myself to one when the office Krispy Kreme pimp rolls in. Like the angry “yoots” in France, when are you going to assimilate?
Welcome to the Swilling, Jeremy!
Now. I don’t have to assimilate BECAUSE, besides being special, when I moved to Bangla-cola it HAD Dunkin’ Donuts! Two BEAUTIFUL, cheerful pink awninged nirvanas. :sigh: Joy and rapture times two.
One grim day, the unthinkable happened. The happy “OPEN” sign wasn’t lit. The beautiful pink awnings grew tattered and faded. And not on just one, but on BOTH Bangla-cola’s premier donut shops. Wretched, WRETCHED luck and ill fortune! Insult to injury, the Navy Blvd one turned into a garishly painted lingerie ’boutique’. ARRRGGHHHH!!!!!
Assimilation? NEVER! I’ve literally been disenFRANCHISED.
As long as they don’t put the hog farm retention pond swill in the donuts, they’re okay by me:)