Today, I decided to have donuts for breakfast. My corner store (Williams, at St. Chaz/Jxn)sells Krispy Kremes. They're allegedly delivered every day.
But not today.
I walked in at about 9 a.m., saw the barren Krispy Kreme case and looked over to the counter guy with a look on my face that he interpreted as "Where's the donuts!?"
Counter guy proceeds to tell me that donut man got himself a donut boy a few weeks ago. Sort of an apprenticeship. But two weeks ago, donut boy turned evil. He stole donut man's donut money, donut truck and even the donuts in the donut truck.
Ever since then, donut man hasn't been able to make any deliveries.
Curses, donut thief.
Curses.
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