I love a good donut run in the morning, but this time I had the gluttonous urge to scarf down a bucket of chicken alongside my donuts for a really good facestuffing. I remember the days as a young plumper when I would park somewhere and shame eat in my car, but now I delight in stuffing myself like a fat pig in a public parking lot, with people looking on as I shamelessly over-indulge and get so full I can barely drive home afterwards, and this massive family-meal sized "breakfast" was certainly no exception!

I love a good donut run in the morning, but this time I had the gluttonous urge to scarf down a bucket of chicken alongside my donuts for a really good facestuffing. I remember the days as a young plumper when I would park somewhere and shame eat in my car, but now I delight in stuffing myself like a fat pig in a public parking lot, with people looking on as I shamelessly over-indulge and get so full I can barely drive home afterwards, and this massive family-meal sized "breakfast" was certainly no exception!