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.

4 comments:

thptpth said...

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

Damn.

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.