Donuts are coming

Mike and I agreed to take part in a football thing to raise money for charity. To celebrate, we ordered some Krispy Kreme donuts. While we waited, I put some bread in the toaster and some pizza in the oven. I fell asleep and the toast burnt.

Mike woke me up saying “something’s cooking” by which he meant something was burning. I ran around in a panic, but he calmed me down and told me he’d said “donuts are coming”.

The doorbell rang and I opened the door, shaking and sweating profusely.

Later, I signed up to a local training course where they taught you something, but you didn’t get any qualifications out of it. I’d done one recently and it was crap, but for some reason I’d decided to do it again. A guy and woman came to interview me and talk me through it. The woman said she didn’t like fog.

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