i don't really give a shit about fat tuesday, but i do love the jelly donuts.

pointless

¿por qué no?
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it's the 17th, btw. not that it matters. i'm an agnostic who was raised as a halfassed methodist, but paczkis, yo.

i prefer the raspberry.

with powdered sugar.

sorry, body. it has to be done.
 
I never had a paczki till last year. I approve. The run-up to Lent combined with all the Valentine's chocolate is going to pack the weight on.
 
Is that her mobster name? Jelly "Donuts?"
 
There's a fairly large Polish community in the city I live in, so there are several bakeries in the area that make fantastic packzis...which reminds me, I have to get me some of those powder-sugar-covered-heart-attacks-waiting-to-happen!
 
we don't, but this is michigan. they're around here somewhere so we get paczkis. this is why michigan is neat. also, the lakes and relatively decent weather, but mostly the paczkis.
 
we don't, but this is michigan. they're around here somewhere so we get paczkis. this is why michigan is neat. also, the lakes and relatively decent weather, but mostly the paczkis.

Agreed! Don't forget the beer though, Michigan has some fantastic microbreweries and brewpubs!
 
damnit. i already want another one.

and i don't drink, but i had a really good hash brownie awhile ago that was made in michigan, so there's that.
 
it's the 17th, btw. not that it matters. i'm an agnostic who was raised as a halfassed methodist, but paczkis, yo.

i prefer the raspberry.

with powdered sugar.

sorry, body. it has to be done.

I bought the new caramel ones. They blow.

Jellys the only way to go.

And it's Poonchkies.
 
it's the 17th, btw. not that it matters. i'm an agnostic who was raised as a halfassed methodist, but paczkis, yo.

i prefer the raspberry.

with powdered sugar.

sorry, body. it has to be done.

every tuesday is fat tuesday to you tubby.
 
Mardi Gras.

Oh! Neat. I learned something. I've been to New Orleans once and it was like... right after the hurricane. All the street signs were fucked up and I didn't have a gps and got lost several times. We were trying to Google map that shit, which is useless when you're driving through a place that fucked up.

I was there for vampires tho. Not boobies. Unless they were attached to a vampire.

Edit: Coincidentally, that's the trip that spawned my irrational hatred for the entirety of the state of Alabama. I had so much fucked up shit happen to me in Alabama trying to get to Louisiana from Kentucky. I was attacked by Christians, mistaken for a prostitute, almost murdered in a creepy-ass backwater hotel, and the entire state from one end to the other, smelled like a pig.
 
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