Fucking Doughnuts!!!!

Mass-fucking-production taking place here.  I wonder if anyone has ever had their hand slip under the donut cutting section of this fine machine?

WOW!

Here we see Fred making a complete ass of himself. Way to go Fred!

Fucking Mini-Donut Production!

Speaking of "making an complete ass of themself"...Here we see a couple of girls doing just that by stuffing their fucking faces with Powdered Donut Gems. Nice girls! Real fucking sexy!

Rumors are always out and about on crooked things Donut-makers do while making donuts.  Who knows if its really true that Sam...the donutmaker on weekdays, and Elvis impersonator on weekends spunked some of his "special sauce" on the frosted glazed batch.  But by the looks of this piece of machinery...It could be easily maneuvered into an 8'x12' "employees only" restroom or another room in which the donut-maker can have his "Alone Time" with the 8am batch.

DARE to take this fucker's Dozen from him.

Not much more I can really say here.

Yeah...okay

Tales From The Crypt's Donut Shop

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    The keeper of the crypt has served me coffee and donuts for quite some time now. Working the late night shift, or "The Grave Yard Shift" has give her the opportunity to deal with both, me and my friends and some of the worst drunken white trash out there(they're always hang'n at that place).  Each time we went when in to that place we were completly trashed on god knows what, barely even being able to see straight.  The Crypt Keeeper would notice that most of us were pumped full of substance, and flash us dirty looks with her bent crooked eyes and rotten teeth.  When ever she would flash us that look like that we would start making evil crypt keeper style laughs.  This went on for years(most of my hs years actually) and it would be the same situation with old rotten bones would give us the stare-down each time we stumbled into that joint.  After a while the Crypt Keeper would start to chuckle with this old hag laugh like she was pulling something over us.  This sly, evil little chuckle went on for a while until one day we decided to sneak on up on her at the Drive-Thru window to see if we could capture a pic of the infamous Crypt Keeper.  The best way to go about doing this we thought was to put a girl in the driver seat and have her place the order and drive on through so the Crypt would'nt suspect anything.  We certainly did'nt let the girl  know just what we were up to when we had this innocent by-stander drive our asses on through.  As soon as we approached the window and we saw her old bones come popping out that little window....***CLICK!*** A FUCKING PIC OF THE CRYPT KEEPER IN ACTION WITH THAT OLD, KRUSTY, DRYED UP, HAG LAUGH!  PERFECTION!!!#!@%#

This lady has seen me all sorts of fucked up.  The 10k year old bag finds something fucking funny when i popped my head out the window to snap this shot. Trust me folks...this was'nt any sort of laugh for joy...she was pissed.  And I bet she would be even more pissed if she found out that I posted this shit.

Yuh...and I still have'nt grown up yet.

The Crypt Keeper

photo captured:  approx. 1995

Click to hear the Crypt Keeper laugh!

More Fucking Doughnuts to Come!!!!