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Been a while, but I have to Blog…And Being a Monday, it’s Much easier to jump back into the swing of things…Today have been a sprinkle sprayer, powdered sugar keg of a day…But it fueled my thoughts and I have more to write about then I have time to type..So today’s Doughnut Dozen will be about the reason I feel Doughnuts shouldn’t be a social worker…

  1. Rounded…You would think that a rounded individual would make a great social worker…but I have learned today..that  Nope!…Sticks are better….Straight and to the point…Who needs to come full circle about things anymore?
  2. Taste…Sweetness is a great trait to have as a social worker…being able to be kind to helpless pastries…Nope!…Not the sweetness of cane syrup, but more like sweetness of a Granny Smith Apples…Good a bitter, leave a great after taste.
  3. Solid…Someone who is determining the likelihood you are going to get your little ones back should be solid…Right?…Nope!… I have learned…that being a little flakey is best…Who needs to feel secure anymore?
  4. Dozen…A Dozens like a team…It takes everyone to make the whole thing work…Oh, Wait!…That not for social workers…plus to be Eaten first is the best experience…
  5. Variety…Another important point…Some like chocolate, powered, or even cream filled and it’s a successful practice of building a dozen, but not for social workers…We think as One..The One who Tell Command Us what to Do….
  6. Middle Hole…Great for Doughnuts…Let others see through you…but also fall in…Not for social workers…having holes or gaps in ANYTHING is bad for us…
  7. Filled…Doughnuts are filled with All kind of stuff…and so are social workers…but not the stuff of Doughnuts…unless you like, disturbing memories of what people do to other people…
  8. Packaged for Consumption…The best way to be given to the public…social workers can’t be packaged…if they are…I’m sure you Don’t want to eat them…Read #7 again
  9. Breakdown…Ever eaten a soggy Doughnut? Well to have a breakdown as a social worker is like eating a soggy Doughnut…It’s not a good thing
  10. Getting Stale…Over a period of time things better with age…Wine, Diamonds, and even Cheese…Doughnuts?…Nope…They get stale, moldy, and releases poisons…Hmm?…Sounds like a aged social worker to me
  11. Emotionless…Well Doughnuts don’t feel…They don’t care about what’s going on around them…to come to think about it…Neither do Bagels, Cream Puffs, or Sweet Tarts…But social workers should care…should feel some emotions…some do…but many don’t
  12. Flexibility…Well can’t say a Doughnut can be flexible…maybe a Doughnut for a car…They can bounce…But social workers are…they are stretchy too…Either way, this is a REAL BIG problem…flexibility leads to instability i.e. #9
  13. Simplicity…A Doughnut is a very simple thing, round, fat, predictable, and understands its purpose in life…to be eaten, enjoyed, digested and recycled…Not  the life of a social worker…It is required to be as complex as possible…because this makes a social worker stronger, wiser, and able to handle what life toss it’s way…Really? Ha! Ha!..and they call me simple

Well hoped this gave a little insight on my reasoning doughnuts do not make good social workers…being rounded is good thing…but being jaded is much better…Whatcha think?

Oww!! Oww!! .being in the oven for two weeks make you burn…Two Mondays have come and gone…but the Today I have a dozen that was inspired by the trips I had today…Doughnut, Liver and Onions (I’ll explain later) went on trip and I have come to the realization that often, we are placed in people lives for a reason…Mine to be the support for others…theirs to give me a reason to be there…Today’s dozen fresh out of the oven is about this journey and some feeling associated with it…see if you agree..

  1. Duty…Several people I saw today had that same look I had when I arrived at the destination…the look of “Boy, if you weren’t my (fill in the blank) I wouldn’t be here.”  No matter how much we “love” each other sometimes we do things just because it’s our duty
  2. Love…this emotions have caused wars, courageous acts, inspirations, and emotional devastation…I do love them, yes I do…for the things I have put up with… how could I not
  3. Patience…it takes a lot…a mean a truck load of patience to deal with Liver and Onion…though I enjoy it sometime…too much will drive anyone to an upset stomach
  4. Laughter…I do this often with them…sometimes due to the stories they say, often to keep my sanity as often very jaded thoughts try to escape…and that would not be a good thing
  5. Expectations…I am often the one who is expected to do what is right, to stop the mixture, but to allow them to stir as well, to drive them around…and around…and around..Why can’t I do what is wrong sometimes?
  6. Disappointment….This is a long journey I am traveling on and though I receive support from Sweet Tart and others….I’m still disappointed in my siblings response to the matter…Am I wrong to expect them to care even though Liver wasn’t there?
  7. Curious…I am often curious of why others are there….what is wrong with their parts? What’s missing from them? Guess I want know unless I ask…but then I’m breaking privacy laws right?
  8. Embarrassment…The Onion does this quite often…I have came to term that Onion does not have a clue that others are listening or just doesn’t care….because the stories told during lunch are quite personal, but what’s expected from someone who peels so easily?
  9. Hunger…I hunger for more…hunger for food and knowledge as I want to be able to provide what they need…I often have to digest, regurgitate and feed it to them both, but that my job right?
  10. Children…often Liver and Onion acts as children…I gave them a simple task today…”be quiet while I listen to my radio show”…how long did that last…hmm…let’s say about 10mins out of a hour show….I laughed out loud while I cried a little inside
  11. Late…today we were not late…Yeah!!…I had to leave 1 hour and a half before the scheduled travel time for that to occur though…and the appointment still was delayed…least this time it wasn’t their fault
  12. Discrimination…You know I have come to realize, today I saw just as many sick doughnuts, as I saw bagels…It’s comforting to know that all pastries suffer the same fate…death
  13. Strength…I will need this for this long road ahead…though the burden shall be hard and I do have great support from home…I pray I will be able to continue this and the Liver and Onion will be ok…And if not, I’ll know I have did my best, gave it my all, and will be able to sleep at night..

 

So what would you do? What would you add to the list?

I was sitting in my office today, when I realized besides being a Monday, I had this thought…”Hmmm, what are some annoying things I could think of…See if you agree…Doughnut’s Dozen: Stop Bothering Me!!!

  1. The itch…I hate it when I get an inner thigh, upper groin area itch…the itch isn’t that bad, but not being able to scratch it is the problem…Often this occurs when I’m around co-workers and I don’t want to seem as if I got crabs or something…terrible itch…annoying place
  2. The long nose hair…It annoys me when I feel like I have a little solider in my nose and I can’t get to it…then when I finally get a chance to remove him, he won’t move…So I then find myself, digging with such force that my nostril is stretching, but I still can’t reach it, I blow my nose thinking it will dislodge the critter without any results…finally after grabbing a pair of tweezers…and realize that I am not only plucking a long coarse hair from my nose…this hair is grey
  3. Bad breathe…”Ooo” this one is such a killer for me…I can’t understand occasional bad breathe, you know from onions, garlic, and cigarettes…but when you constantly have a S.A.M. (Stankin’ Ass Mouth) there really is a problem…and to make mater worse the offer of masking the nauseating order is not taken…You know your mouth smell like you have been eating rotten cheese and sucking on three days old rancid meat….So please do me a favor and breathe check yourself before you speak to me…or least take the hint
  4. The convo linger…There are some people who don’t get it…they will talk you to death and then revive you within the same sentence…you try and give the  hint that you want to end the conversation, but they don’t get it…so you then began using exit words like…”Well…”I got to..” or  while backing away…”OK”…”Next time I will,…”But I..”  And the worst part about them is you feel guilty that you left them…talking in mid sentence
  5. Fake Eye Candy….Eye candy is something that looks good, but you can not touch or eat…it’s nothing wrong in looking…just touching… fake eye candy is when the candy looks good from a distance, but when you get upon it or it approaches…you realize that the candy have went bad…real bad…it’s like…”Hmmm…Awww!! WTF…Eww” It take a while to get that candy out of you mind, like getting the taste of black liquorish out of your mouth
  6. Being interrupted, when I’ve asked not to be…Respect my time and I will give you so much more…But there are people who don’t understand this and then don’t understand why they feelings are getting hurt over and over again…take a hint and leave me alone
  7. Unannounced home visitors…”Ooo”…This one really annoys me…If I wanted you over I would have invited you…plus at least call me to let me know your coming…never know what I’m up too…the Sweet Tart and I could be playing Dunking Doughnuts..
  8. Flies…I know they serve a greater good…but the buzzing and flying around my head…annoys me…I hate them with a passion and will hunt them down and kill ever last one the comes in my home…I have to be careful though I broke a window trying to kill one of those pesky insects…makes me hate them even more
  9. Pay Day… Which is worst having no money or not having enough…I think the later… for no matter how much you try to make it better…it will never be enough…and choosing who to give your hard earned cash too sucks…
  10. CYA…Trying to protect one self often lead to the destruction of self…People who do this are very annoying as the true purpose of their actions are quickly displayed when their plan fails…leaving them with regret, sorrow…and a “I told you so ” look
  11. Saying I’m Sorry….Apologies are great and I feel they should be given out when needed…but blanket “I’m sorry” aren’t worth anything to me…Prove it,  by changing your ways…and at least know why you are sorry…”That is a starter”
  12. Time…Though we need it for order and civilization…I wish we didn’t….So with time, we realize how limited we are on this planet…How long it will be till the next action, or what’s the rate until the next one expires…Time annoys me
  13. Asking Questions, but then telling me the answer provided was wrong, without researching…It annoys me when  person ask a question of me…I response, then they questions my response or tell me out right that I’m wrong…Why ask me if you already know?

Just a  few things that annoy me…I can think of a few more…But I’ll wait and see what you come up with..

JD’s Christmas Wish

Wow! It’s  Christmas Day and I don’t have much to say…But Happy Christmas to all, and lets all play…Some I know worship, while others do not…I really don’t care as long as I got…A Christmas Wish that really came true…And a shirt that is yellow and  tie that is blue…I wanted to buy many things for the tart…but only thing I could muster was a real smelly fart…I held so long that my insides did swell…and now the pain may send me to Hell…or is that Heaven, as I do believe…that all good people will meet regardless of deeds…. that they did during the day or during the night…However, to be sure that you will be remembered by many…give all your things away and don’t save a penny…leave this world owing every Tom, Harry, and Dick…The more you owe, the better the prick…you’ll be considered for being such a dick…Oh and I do know this is weird and a little off topic…but why Santa’s suit is red and he’s always fill my stocking…with stuff that’s black and never is gold…Am I a bad boy and only deserve coal…Did I not give the lady her purse back…while only helping my self to a few of her snacks…she had so many she wouldn’t miss those few…a nick or a dime sack would surly did do…and what about the children…I watch them go get what they deserve…they know not what they do, a least what I heard…but I do know they do, as most are just nerds…And play with their toys and roam in herds…For today is Christmas…A Day I will remember, as the day is the 25th day of December..

“Don’t say that”…Words are meant to be said…too bad your mind’s in the gutter. Doughnuts’ Dozen will be over four letter words that you can get your parent to say while having a laugh at their expense..

  1. Come-as  child saying come when you actually knew what it meant was always funny
  2. Head-having a Big head was considered a good thing, getting a head is better. What makes it funnier is when you get your parents to say they want to
  3. Fort-only funny when you say it fast…then you sound like you are having internal problem…don’t forget to chew your Tums
  4. Burn-getting burned is never good, even if you have fun doing it…try explain the redness on your knees to your mother
  5. Laid-anything wrong with lying something down?…only when your not the one getting laid…your parent always want you to lay something somewhere….so go lay it down and be good at it
  6. Knob-knobs are…”snicker”…ok…need I say more..
  7. Shag-never knew what this was until the Austin Powers movies….but now that I do…it makes perfect sense…who would like the word shag….and your parents love the shag too
  8. Boob-never can go word with boob, kids learn to spell it on the calculator when you should be doing Math…but it’s cooler when the boob is really a dumb person
  9. Dick…so wrong on so many levels….who in there right mind would name there child dick and not expect for a tease
  10. Hell…learned this in church…actually not a good place to go…but reading it out loud at Sunday school was the best…emphasizing Hell are each time someone pass by or do something wrong to me
  11.  Taco…you like Taco Bell?….everyone like tacos…especially Taco salads…make sure you get it tossed
  12. Damn…another word in the great book…and being able to damn things to  Hell make you even better of a solider
  13. Ball…People like balls, like playing with them,  juggling them, keeping them safe and out of the street, playing with your ball is a good thing and it will keep you occupied

Today’s Monday and I was riding to work and I got this inner desire to Blog of what makes me Happy…Should be a easy thing to write about…I have five things at home I can think about…but lets do this The Jadedoughnut’s way…So today’s list is about Jade Happiness

  1. Jumping on the bed, I enjoy this more when I watch my little ones do this….The giggles and smiles makes me warm and fuzzy….unfortunately for them, I don’t like warm and fuzzy on the days they are jumping on MY bed…so I make them stop…chasing them away…Some fall…now that’s funny
  2. All the love I receive from those who read my blog post…Oh wait… it’s only a few, but I do love those followers…makes me tingle to open my mail and see [New Comment] notification…hmm I need more followers…SO go tell your folks about me…I want bite…I promise
  3. Doughnuts…Why would you think they named me Doughnut…if they didn’t make me happy…I practice cannibalism cause I eat them often…But hey, I do consume their distance relatives…Cinnamon bun, Sweet tart, and Honey bun
  4. Eggs make me happy…But hard boiled ones…right out of the pot are the best…Some thing about the hot yolk is sooo delicious…the sides effects…Aren’t too bad, except when I give the Sweet Tart a turtle….
  5. Hollering…The release if frustration by Yelling is invigorating and satisfying…When combining this with obscenities…Whoa!!!…What a rush…Only bad thing about this is you can find yourself with unwanted attention if practiced in front of the wrong people…But try it…”note” I am not responsible for the side effects
  6. Asking Questions…I am inquisitive so I am going to ask…If not to you to myself…Why is such a powerful word…If you disagree, tell me…Why?
  7. People make me happy…just by being there…I am a reaction junkie as well, and the more people I can get a reaction from the better it is…it’s like a buzz after a nice strong drink…you’re feeling well but not sick..
  8. Private parts…well more specific, female private parts…I spent some many years trying to get to know them…and it was worth it…Now I have parts I can play with often; however, doesn’t mean I don’t like others as well….Just to look at though.. NO Touching!!…Nothing wrong with a little eye candy….yum
  9. I know this may seem a little weird, but every time the Sweet Tart developed a bubble…I got happy…I was like…”Yeah, I did that”….Probably not the right thing to do, but hey some times you have to pat yourself on the back…
  10. Not getting a disease…I value my health and I have a strong dislike for sick people (I have improved…I use to hate them)…This is something I really am working on as I don’t want to be the one who puts their love one away cause they get some thing that they had not control over…Every day I don’t have something I am happy
  11. Everyone in my household…I am Happy to have my  Sweet Tart, the Doughnut Holes, the Stupid but clever dogs, my fishes, finches, and turtle…I am happy to have them, but not happy to take care of them…I wish I had someone else to do that…”sigh” This is life..
  12. Suckers are made everyday, and the bigger the sucker the happier I am…they come in different flavors, sizes, and shapes…some are solid, some hollow…others are filled with things which don’t bother me…only thing that do is that I have noticed is they don’t make them like the use too…Maybe the economy have something to do with this also…or the President…He gets the blame for everything else…
  13. Sadness…well others sadness not mine…the pain of others often cause me great happiness, especially if I have invested my time with you, given you what you wanted, listened to your problems, given you advices as well as allowed you the opportunity to bounce your silly ideas off of me…I did those things caused I truly care, then you go and do something idiotic and moronic…then expect for me to be sad because you are suffering…Oh! NO!!…It’s more like…”Ha…Ha…and Hah…HAH…”snort”…and Hah Hah some more…I hate those who waste my time as my time is something  I really hold dear to me…So enjoy your well due suffering and I’ll enjoy the taste of your tears…as they are a sweet delicacy..

 

Well those are a few things that make me happy…What about you? Share please….

Monday…Monday…though I started Sunday…I have been thinking about what important too me…Well most men any way…Well I suppose, to some women as well.…Donught’s  Dozen today  will be about one of my favorite things…let’s see if you will guess what it is before the end

  1. Energy….Before it begins it requires energy…but the less energy uses the more it grows
  2. Mammalian…Mainly a mammal thing…Why? Maybe because of the purpose
  3. Pleasure…Most things in life that is good results in pleasure; unfortunately too much causes a lot of pain
  4. Multipurpose…I love things that have many uses…even if those uses are not what they were designed for
  5. Identity…I hate to think a lot sometimes…and that is why this is one of my favorite things…don’t have to think much once noticed
  6. Attention…Not paying attention…this guarantees that you’ll notice…if not there…you should be…and shame on you
  7. Touch…To touch is quite a soothing thing…but with everything you have to be gentle or you will be surprised in the reactions
  8. Aliases…Any good thing have many names…often describing what the object is, does, or what someone else feel about it…
  9. Couple…Couples are nice, but I’ll take a single one too
  10.  Reaction…I love when things react…to controlled and uncontrolled stimuli…no matter what you think…having a mind of it’s own have proved me with hours of entertainment
  11. Number 2…Represent the letter I like…as well as the number of these I like as well
  12. Dancing…They can dance when free, but requires support to stay ahead and awake…playing
  13. Fruit….Often compared to these…though I don’t think they are  and glad they are not shaped this way

Now I hope by now you would know one of my favorite things is…I love them and can’t help but pay them attention regardless of who they are attached too…Still don’t know?… if not…think about it again…any ask me later…

Give Me A “M!”…Give Me A “O!”…Give Me A “N!”…Give Me A “Day!”…What does that Spell?…Well it’s Monday and that time again for the List…Today’s Doughnut’s Dozen is all about things that make me Cheer…Yes, Doughnut’s can Cheer…I’m not sourdough…So check it out and see if you can Cheer with me

 

  1. Cheerleaders…Well really cute ones with big smiles and sweet lovely lady lumps…Ok, I may not care for who’s winning, but who don’t like an age appropriate cheerleader…I’m jaded not a pedophile..
  2. Seeing a little child achieving a milestone…i.e. walking, crawling or even projectile vomiting on a caregiver…I know it’s a little weird but can you do it?
  3. Beating a big boss on a video game…that feeling of accomplishment after hours or ignoring my family is so worth the couch I have to sleep on for a few days…
  4. Feeding my family a meal I prepared and they truly enjoy it…I know chicken, sweet potatoes, raisins, and marshmallows don’t sound good…but try it first
  5. Watching someone fail when “I Told Ya So”…now I guess this makes me a little evil…But Hey…”I Did TELL Ya So”…I don’t like pain, but some do…So I cheer when they fail…just not out loud…well, least not in their face…
  6. Planting, tending, and eating from my garden…that sense of eating something I toiled over is even stronger when mother Earth assisted with this accomplishment
  7. When the Doughnut Holes do something they are really proud of…no matter what it is…I cheer inside and sometimes outside…can’t let them know I’m a big softy to stuff like this…
  8. Learning something new…I get happy when I learn something new and amazing…like today I learned that there are entire stores…made just for female weave…not the little shops from where I’m from but…several hundred square feet stores…plus the selection of hair…I can’t even comment on
  9. Spending time with the sweet tart…lately she have been more sweet then tart…and I LIKE it…
  10. Being able to pay my way without “Robbing Peter to pay Paul”…This is a goal of mine, as the current economy have taken a real toll on my life…but when I achieve this I will really be able to cheer
  11. Watching a biological family achieve true permanency….this goal often does not happen due to the environment we are currently in, but when it does, it make the job worth it
  12. Birthdays…Each year I get older…I don’t cheer but when other’s do I do…especially the Doughnut Holes…I want them to get older…soon I will have my house back..
  13. Seeing an old classmate that I haven’t seen in a while…Meeting old friends/acquaintances is a true pleasure for me…The stories they share…the questions I ask…and the times…”Aww”…My little cheerleader inside does a couple of backwards flips with quarter half turns..

Well these are few of the things that make me cheer…how about you?

It’s Monday…A Great Day…and For such a Great Day I have another Doughnut’s Dozen for you…I spent some time with my sweet tart today and I was able to meet someone new…I love meeting new people especially unique ones…Today’s Dozen is about those new people I was able to Meet, Greet, or Peek

 

  1. Charlie Sheen… We’ll he was not actually Charlie Sheen, but he was definitely “Duh, Winning” in someone’s eyes today…Never seen this person so happy…Proof that happiness can be found…anywhere
  2. Lloyd Christmas…Remember poor Lloyd (dumb as a sack or rocks)..well though the sign at the facility say push…this poor fellow kept pulling the door and asking  “Why it didn’t work?”…After pushing it for him “He asked how did you fix it?”
  3. Harry Dunne…Saw this fellow while waiting…he felt he was being funny by not holding the door open for his friend, and found it hilarious when the same friend couldn’t open the door with the push sign on it
  4. Tweedledum…Nice round guy….only crime of being round and dressed in a stripped shirt…also wanting change for a dollar…Four quarters to be exact; however took four dimes, three quarters, and two nickels
  5. Big Bad Wolf or Wolves in this case in Orange Vest…they huff, puff and blew the leaves away…only no little piggies were there to play…They eventually got tired and sucked the leaves right on up… into their removal truck
  6. The Waitress…Some little blond haired girl with her ponytail pulled to one side….nice person, but sucked as a waitress…only saving grace was the free tortilla chips she gave me with my to-go bag…
  7. Mama Klump…She meant well, but everyone knew her girl was not gonna make it…no matter how much positive reinforcement, clapping and chanting her name…she still failed
  8. Nick Persons…I know I said this before…Just because I look like I know everything doesn’t mean I do…Poor lady asked ME for direction…if no GPS…then I can’t help ya
  9. Extras…As I set there on the park bench with my sweet tart talking about things…several gust of winds blew stirring up the leaves…guess the trees were mad with The Big Bad Wolves…as the leaves fell…several people walked causally by as we talked…felt famous for a sec…kinda like Forest Gump
  10. Dolph Lundgren…Big guy…eating at the restaurant…he must was REALLY hungry as he hungrily consumed those tortilla chips and salsa…it was funny though to watch him chew…had this usually jaw motions…sorta like he was eating raw peanut butter and it kept getting stuck at the roof of his mouth…But I wouldn’t tell him that for he may “Crush Me”
  11. The Gas Attendant…This lady was at her wits end…She looked like she had been there for a while (probably all night)..but what I found stranger than her smell was the food  served there…”Homemade biscuits and grits”…along side the motor oil and chewing gum…
  12. Coffee Man...Now I don’t know if it was me or just the weird look Coffee Man had…but he was just standing there…looking at me and drinking his coffee…I wanted to ask if I could have some…But then I didn’t see a coffee maker…So I just said Hello
  13. The Lurker…When I arrived home…I unloaded the car and for some odd reason, I felt I was being watched…You know the weird feeling you get when the hairs on the back of your neck rise…I looked around and then I noticed…Buddy peeking through the blinds…Let me hurry before he want me to go buy him some coffee…

Well I was summoned for jury duty…I have been voting for years and thought this day would never come….to be able to serve my fellow community and to put the bad guys or girls away….Now this should be a great experience right? To be selected to the job, to listen to other people screw ups, and judge them, while getting paid to do so….but then I thought?  Hmmm…I get to do that every day…well least 5 days out of the week so this is not a great thing…NO real privilege…BAh!!…I don’t want to do this…What if the person knows me…or his kin-folks know who I am?…They can come look for me and hurt me…I don’t want that…What if I’m the guy that hold up the verdict…cause I like to believe that I’m fair in my judgment and want to know Why…the person did it…not Why but WHY? You know…what’s the method behind their madness…you know it takes a “special” person to rob a little old lady of her Pennies (Social security money)…Or to take that candy bar from the local Wal-Mart…Did they take it cause they were trying to feed their children? Were they on drugs and had to choose from stealing or prostituting to get it? Or were the person really seeking attention cause it’s getting cold and they need two till three hots and a cot for the winter?  This is the kinda of stuff I want know…knowing when the incident occurred? How many stitches the little old lady suffered when she was struck…or the amount of time or tax payers money was wasted to bust sticky finger Joe from stealing the candy bar from a multibillion dollar company…But this stuff wouldn’t be discussed…it’s not the FACTS or important enough to ask…Oh well, I will have to deal with what I am present with…Well if they choose me…

 

I waited for the call, went to the jury selection room…now that’s an interesting concept…they summon a large pool of people and arrest the ones that do not show…then you are paraded into a selection room, where you are “selected” to serve…That makes you really important…gives the non-selected a sense of rejection…but from what I’m gathering…it’s fun not be selected as Rejection is a GOOD thing…Hmm…It’s good to be rejected…that’s a new thing to chew on…I guess If I was being selected for a being a new butt plug model and was rejected I would be glad for that…but not being able to Legally judge someone and send them off to the stony lonesome….I don’t understand…

 

I continued to wait…now they are calling roll call…marking those who are present here and the ones who aren’t “snitching” and letting the Sherriff department know….one of the people that did not show was kin to me…should I have called and warned them?….Naw…they knew they were selected…guess I’m not good kin folk….But that’s for them to decided…

 

While waiting of course I began looking at the variety of people they summoned…I realize it’s really a pretty random group of people…different, races (doughnuts, pretzels, bagels, wheat and white bread, and even some sweet tarts), ages (dates on some of theses are near expiration while some need to go back into the oven), and social economic standing (some more valuable then the other)..either way it’s a good thing to know that the poor bum who’s getting judged will have a nice selection….

 

Well they finished roll call…And now they arranging them in order as needed…hmm I’m not selected…Oh well…they state I’m a fill in…a Filling…HA!!…this will be the day I will remember as the Doughnut who fills in…I’m fulfilling when eaten so I guess they were right to make me wait…But I hope they remember that…No one Like a stale Doughnut..