about 30 feet away from me, teasing my senses with their glazed chocolatey goodness. Sugar, butter, fried dough, caramels…ohhhhhhh foodgasm coming on. Where did these donuts come from? Who brought them? Are they manna from Heaven?
Now, how to get into the box without looking like a fatass, considering the four skinny people standing in front of said delightful box?
Obviously, I should paid more attention in Ninja 101…
