Ack, this was me this morning when someone brought doughnuts in to work.
I love when someone brings doughnuts into work. Doughnuts actually make me want to go to work. In case you can't tell, I like doughnuts.
I used to like doughnuts but something died for us a long time ago. We're on good terms, we see one another on the odd holiday, but I could weep at the inexplicable loss of passion. More of a scone man now.
Scones are too dry for me. Like compacted sand with currents added to break the monotony. But as long as I've a good cup of tea for dipping I'll eat as many scones as you place in front of me.
I like to slice scones in sections and eat them like that. I like dry. I hate getting my hands dirty, which is why I went into film criticism.
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