Many years ago, some wiseguy Polish dude invented these evil things called paczkis. Then the idea came to feed them to everyone on Fat Tuesday.
My officemate Glenn brought in two dozen of these things, and decided to drop them in my space. So I’ve been smelling these plump, fat-rich sugar bombs all day. I managed to stay away from all but two of them, so my will power may be dented, but it’s still intact.
Man, Krispy Kremes yesterday and these today. I’d better get to the gym.