I can’t get WordPress to work. Nothing works. So I thought I might as well have breakfast.
Brand-new unopened back of Entenmann’s assorted donuts, one dozen. Twelve donuts. I bought it just yesterday.
I open it up and there’s only 11. I think we can all that a faker’s dozen.
I call Entenmann’s customer service line and a robot gives me a lecture about GMOs. Then it stops.
It’d be nice to know how many people are viewing my posts today, but I have lost access to that knowledge. What I’m doing today most closely resembles putting a message in a bottle and throwing it into the sea.
Ah, Entenmann’s Indestructible Donuts. I’ve loved those since I was a child. But are you sure that (ahem) no one in your household secretly pried open the package, grabbed a donut, and resealed the package before you got to it? Does Patty have crumbs on her shirtfront? Does Robbie have crumbs on her whiskers? Heh heh heh. 😄😄😄
The box was sealed, unopened till i opened it to find only 11 donuts in it. This day sucks on stilts.