Today, I came to the stunning realization that I do not particularly care for cinnamon doughnuts.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts from that particular doughnut shoppe.
Or possibly just glazed cinnamon doughnuts from that particular doughnut shoppe on that particular day.
Or possibly just that specific glazed cinnamon doughnut from that particular doughnut shoppe...
Okay, so maybe it's not that stunning. And if anyone has any particularly excellent cinnamon doughnuts they would like to sway me with, then I might even be willing to revisit my feelings on this matter.
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What about Cinnabon? Cinnabons are different from cinnamon doughnuts. Cinnabons are possibly the food of the gods... the sweet, sweet buttery gods.
I have no beef with Cinnabon. If there was a Cinnabeef, well, I would probably have to draw a line in the sandwich there.
That's just wrong, dude. So wrong.
What about cinnamon cruellers? Too phallic?
Well, cinnamon nightcrullers would be, in a long, red, floppy, Viagra-needin' kinda way.
I think I just threw up in my mouth a little.
Huzzah! Commenting works again! Now we can torment Eli mercilessly...
Try them with cider.
Huzzah! Commenting works again! Now we can torment Eli mercilessly...
No, no. Please, not that. Anything but that. Please do not post comments all over my nice clean blog, it would force me to become cranky and annoyed in a very comical and amusing manner.
Try them with cider.
Can I dunk them in the cider?
Are you sure this would work with *glazed* cinnamon?
Can I dunk them in the cider?
Are you sure this would work with *glazed* cinnamon?
Well, if you use the cruellers, you could pretend it was a golden showers kind of thing.
Well, if you use the cruellers, you could pretend it was a golden showers kind of thing.
That was positively DeVillish.
oh, man.
just....oh, man.
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