You know, I loves me a lemon-filled donut. But they're always coated in that freaking sugar that just pours off of them. So whenever I have one, I get to spend the day (and subsequent days until the custodial crew sweeps the lab floor) listening to my chair crunch and crackle as it rolls around. For some reason that really drives me nuts.
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