I love Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I mean love. Love, as in, if they were alive, I’d marry them. Love, as in, if I were on a desert island and a plane flew overhead and accidentally dropped something, I’d wish it to be a dozen or so Krispy Kremes. Thomas and I both refer to our local Krispy Kreme store as “Casa del Sugar Coma.”
I also love hamburgers. With cheese, preferably Swiss. Chili’s has a really good burger.
But never, ever, in my wildest, weirdest dreams, would I want to combine them. Krispy Kreme doughnuts and a cheeseburger. Ugh. But apparently the people at Google thought that was a good thing. I hope the plate they put those on has the phone number of a local cardiologist enscribed on it. Eaters of those things are going to need one.
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I totally agree. That’s just gross.
For the record though, I can turn up my nose at Krispy Kreme doughnuts. My family loves them, but I find them too sweet. I’d rather eat cake doughnuts like Dunkin’ Donuts.
Then again, you and I could both skip on a few doughnuts, and possibly a burger or two as well.
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