what is it about Krispy Kream donuts......

[PhillyKev 0]

Is that the new code?

[Muenkel 0]

Afterall every parent should fuck with their kids minds every now and then...don't you think?

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[dzdiva 7]

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Afterall every parent should fuck with their kids minds every now and then...don't you think?

My man! Now I know you're the one for me.

"It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..."

[Viking 0]

hey as long as i get a new rig out of this deal i'm fine with it.

I swear you must have footprints on the back of your helmet - chicagoskydiver
My God has a bigger dick than your god -George Carlin

[Girlfalldown 0]

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Is that the new code?

Yes but I can't tell you what it means. Don't try to get it out of Sunshine either.

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[nanook 1]

Stay away from those cheesecake-filled ones
Those'll shut down your pancreas something fierce!!

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[flyinghonu 0]

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Stay away from those cheesecake-filled ones
Those'll shut down your pancreas something fierce!!

Now, those ones are little disgusting ...I REALLY don't like any white, thick, liquid like substance coming out of my donughts...If I want that crap, I'll put something else in my mouth.

"Excuse me while I kiss the sky..." - Jimi Hendrix

[Kris 0]

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In N Out . . . what a perverse name for a fast food place. I don't think I could eat there.

*snicker* Too perverse for you? Weren't you the girl we had tied to a chair and gagged at Rantoul this year?

Admit it, you know you want to go to In-N-Out just so you can have an excuse to use the phrase "I'll have the double double, animal-style" at the ordering counter.

Sky, Muff Bro, Rodriguez Bro, and
Bastion of Purity and Innocence!™

[Stacy 0]

Krispy Kremes are one of my four least favorite things in teh whole world. If it came down to starving to death or eating a krispy kreme, i'd starve. I hate Krispy Kremes more than abdominal surgery without anesthesia.

They're up there with snakes, PT Cruisers, and my boss.

[Sheenster303 0]

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Krispy Kremes are one of my four least favorite things in teh whole world. If it came down to starving to death or eating a krispy kreme, i'd starve. I hate Krispy Kremes more than abdominal surgery without anesthesia.

They're up there with snakes, PT Cruisers, and my boss.

Wow that's some hardcore hatred there! I feel the same way about orange juice.

I'm so funny I crack my head open!

P.M.S. #102

[Kris 0]

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Krispy Kremes are one of my four least favorite things in teh whole world. If it came down to starving to death or eating a krispy kreme, i'd starve. I hate Krispy Kremes more than abdominal surgery without anesthesia.

They're up there with snakes, PT Cruisers, and my boss.

Well, at least I know what not to get you for christmas now.

Sky, Muff Bro, Rodriguez Bro, and
Bastion of Purity and Innocence!™

[RkyMtnHigh 0]

It's called obsessive-compulsive disorder! I eat ONE and feel nauseated..but that's with anything that's a sugar-derivative.

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[Stacy 0]

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Well, at least I know what not to get you for christmas now.

Except once again you are being a wussy chimp and not showing up!
You owe me a vineyard!

[TypicalFish 0]

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Have you ever had In N Out??!?!?!

OMG!!! best burgers and shakes i'v tasted besides Steak N Shake

Second that.

Though the Johnny Rockets on Ocean Avenue in South Beach has burgers to die for as well...

At 3:00 AM, anyways.

"I gargle no man's balls..." ussfpa on SOCNET

[Kris 0]

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Except once again you are being a wussy chimp and not showing up!
You owe me a vineyard!

Holy hell woman, how did I go from owing you a bottle of wine to owing a vineyard? Blame DZDiva, she still hasn't sent me the case.

And I can't be a wussy chimp, that's still SkymonkeyONE's job.

Now, if you'll excuse me, after that last comment I need to go have my face surgically altered and then move to Botswana.

Sky, Muff Bro, Rodriguez Bro, and
Bastion of Purity and Innocence!™

[Stacy 0]

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Holy hell woman, how did I go from owing you a bottle of wine to owing a vineyard?

Because I am a woman, and have the right to increase fees, taxes and penalties exponentially with no notice. It's called a whim, and men follow them.

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Blame DZDiva, she still hasn't sent me the case.

It's never the woman's fault.

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And I can't be a wussy chimp, that's still SkymonkeyONE's job.

At least he's showing up!

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I need to go have my face surgically altered and then move to Botswana.

More like the Ituri FOrest, where all teh pygmies live.

[champu 1]

In my earlier days I was walking back to my house from school when an old lady clothed in rags called from the shadows of a nearby alley.

"psst, hey kid" she quietly drew, "you look like you could use a bite to eat."

I had walked this path home each and every day, and never before did this building cast shadows as dark and ominous as that evening. The woman slowly produced a red, green, and white box from behind an air conditioning unit.

"I really should be going," I replied "I've got a lot of homework to do."

A lie, I didn't have any homework to do. I had all the time in the world to gorge myself on whatever delicious goods lay in wait. My will was subjecting my curiosity to the most savage of beatings when the box opened, and from within I could see the glisten of the glaze.

The donuts were arranged with surgical precision. Three rows. Four columns. A hypnotizing geometric pattern.

"Surely you have time for an original glazed," she went on "there's always time for an original glazed."

I had unintentionally drifted into the alley. The box was just a couple feet away now. Slowly, I extended my arm towards the upper-leftmost donut. My index finger and thumb contacted the pastry, and my eyes rolled back in my head.

Flashes of color flew around in my mind. Brief glimpses of reality blotted out by enveloping images of that red, green, and white box. Time was standing still... or was it? I was the wrong person to ask.

And then everything got dark.

My head was sore, and I was cold. I slowly opened my eyes, but even the faintest light in that bus station bathroom looked like the sun itself.

I propped myself up with my right arm, and tried to gather my thoughts. Nothing about this place looked familiar. As I slowly approached a broken mirror, and the unfamiliarity continued, a dread fell over me.

What day was it? Ha! Never mind that. How old had I become?

My hair was gray, and a ratty beard had replaced my once naked face. Why hadn't anyone stopped this? Then I realized surely I had spit on or stepped over everyone I had previously known to feed the habit. Not much that could be done about that now.

I stumbled outside in a daze and wandered over to a nearby alley. Perhaps I could find somewhere more comfortable to crash and rest my aching head. I gathered up some papers in an old trash can and struck a match. It was a cold and, according to one of the Tribunes I was about to burn, the month of February.

As I settled down and warmed my hands through my tattered gloves, I caught a flash of something out of the corner of my eye. Peering from behind a dumpster, the white corner of a small flat box.

I extracted the familiar shape out from under the stack of pizza cartons, immediately worried by it's weight. I opened it to confirm the fear that had me by the throat.

Three rows. Four columns.

I slammed the box shut. I knew, more definitely than I've known anything, I must rid myself of these immediately. At that very moment a kid roughly 10 years of age walked by the alley, and I shouted to him,

"Hey kid!"

The boy froze in his tracks, and slowly turned to look at me. Unable to say anything for what seemed like minutes, he managed to finally let out,

"What do you want?"

And then I realized I was looking at the face of someone I knew long ago... someone I'd forgotten... someone I'd left behind. This would not be something I'd be able to live with.

"Nothing," I said, "run along home." as I dropped the box into the fire.

[windcatcher 0]

a whole box?

My secret pleasure used to be eating a whole bag of kisses in one day...now I stick to REAL kisses, and only limit myself to chocolate ones now and then.

Mother to the cutest little thing in the world...

[dzdiva 7]

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Blame DZDiva, she still hasn't sent me the case.

Holy hell man, how did a bottle become a case?

"It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..."

[dzdiva 7]

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Blame DZDiva, she still hasn't sent me the case.

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It's never the woman's fault. ***
Thank you for that.

"It's not just a daydream if you choose to make it your life..."

[Stacy 0]

whoohoo! I win! yay!

[mouth 0]

One treat the girls and I always get a Christmas is to go to the next town over shopping. They have a KK bakery there so you can get those evil little things hot out of the fryer. They even let you point to the ones you want through the window. Beetween the three of us we empty the box. Thank God Christmas only comes once a year.

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Hot Mama
At least you know where you stand even if it is in a pile of shit.

[antifnsocial 0]

your avatar is scary

poor kitty

Please feel free to reply to my posts and pm's, but only if you're smart enough to understand what they really mean.

[Remster 30]

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a whole box?

And your point?

Remster

[Vallerina 2]

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they are heads and shoulders above DD and Timmies.....

NO!

Yuck! I do not like KKs! I do not like them in a house. I do not like them with a mouse. I do not like them here or there. I do not like them anywhere.

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