You're upset that I came back with Dunks and didn't bring you any. I'm confused why.

You don't like Dunks. I mean, everybody likes Dunks but it's far from your favorite. So why would I think you want me to bring you some? I know what your favorite is, and it's what the Dunks turns into after I eat it.

Magical really, the coffee becoming golden nectar and the two cute pink christmas donuts if by magic, are compacted and transformed into your favorite brown biscuit. I am always thinking of you!

Not really.

It's just that I know what a brown loving little to... Show more