abundance part two
Second night in a row of free doughnuts from Voodoo.
Must. Stop. Eating. Doughnuts. Dying of. Doughnut. Lodged. In aorta.
Must. Stop. Eating. Doughnuts. Dying of. Doughnut. Lodged. In aorta.
"We are a small and lonely human race/ Showing no sign of mastering solitude/ Out on this stony planet that we farm./ The most that we can do for one another/ Is let our blunders and our blind mischances/ Argue a certain brusque abrupt compassion./ We might as well be truthful.../" From "Stepping Backward" -- a poem by Adrienne Rich
4 Comments:
Clearly you need my help! I'll be right down.
thank god for the dudes at Voodoo, heros for the hungry snack requiring homeless of Stumptown!
i raided the fridge at work yesterday and came up from the basement with one doughnut covered in M&M's. First bite was magic, but i managed to eat only a half of it before getting nauseous, those things are dense! Wow!
first bite was the best.
i hope our clients with diabetes are managing....
and that your decoagulating medications fix your stuck aorta.
I'm not a doctor or anything, but I think a cold, bitter beer should clear your arteries of any residual donut sludge.
fucking brilliant, joolie! i'll get right on it!
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