Wednesday, June 21, 2006

I Can't Believe I'm Breaking My Silence With This

But, anyway, in case any of you bitches cared:

You Are a Boston Creme Donut

You have a tough exterior. No one wants to mess with you.
But on the inside, you're a total pushover and completely soft.
You're a traditionalist, and you don't change easily.
You're likely to eat the same doughnut every morning, and pout if it's sold out.


thptpth said...

She's back! She's bad! She's...a Boston creme donut?


How are you, Doctor Adams?

zach said...

She returns at last! It's good to have you back - my morning coffee just wasn't the same without your refined doughy sweet and creamy goodness.
Speaking of which, it may surprise no one that I'm a plain glazed donut.

Electric Mayhem said...

Boston Creme as well.

VanDyke said...

How did I end up being a glazed donut when anyone who knows me knows that all I ever want is a cake donut, with or without chocolate icing? Is this the schism? The donut I want to be vs. accepting myself for the donut I am? The donut the others see vs. the donut I show them? Is the donut missing its center, or is the donut (w)hole missing its exodonut? Is the whole back-and-forth just old-fashioned?

I had to discover what kind of pastry I am because you inspired me to. You, Boston Dream, had the courage to ask those questions of yourself and discover the truth. However, I can't help but think that it doesn't really change anything, as I know that no matter how far I look inside that I will always remain a Day Old Muffinboxer.