Manda's Glazed Donut
...or why I love spending time with my friends on holidays.
Only at the Manda household will a conversation go from Ben Roethlisberger's bulbous nose to what to do when being pulled over in Taiwan whilst speeding on a scooter.
And only at that house would someone be witness to Manda asking her friend and her mom to lick her glazed, candy-donut on a fork.
J sat there slightly stunned and I was relishing the fact that I'd not had any alcohol and was giggling like Britney Spears on a night out.
Labels: observations
2 Comments:
Everyone wants to lick my doughnut. That's all I'm saying, man.
While I'm not about to argue with either of you nutjobs, I just hope you kept the Brit to a minimum and were wearing drawers. Or at least kept your legs closed.
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