The Tradegy of the donut

Jun 08, 2006 19:52

(aka That was mine)

Tuesday:
Going to teach in the B-hoe (Barrhaven..). I decide to stop at Tim Hortons.

Purchased: Ice Cap (yum!) and one dusted, strawberry filled donut.

I put the donut in my bag...cause "I'll eat it later".

So time comes and goes.

I'm back at Bayshore. I talk to one, I talk to the other.
I had purchesed stuff, and stuck it in my bag. But I safely removed the donut.

So, holding this damn thing in my hand I decide to sit down on the bench and eat my donut. yum!

I'm about half way through the donut when ths man...45-55, holding a baseball mitt ?, stands infrom of me and says "fidshf fhsifh fewiyroqw EAT".

huh?

"hfwoq fhoewir3 cnklancad EAT!" and points at my oozy donut.

So, I glently lift it towards the sky...

And he takes it. And EATS IT. MY DONUT!...

never says anything else to me.

but he ate my DONUT.

and it was mine.
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