One of the many things I love about TRQ is that she unapologetically buys The National Enquirer. I was thumbing through one of her issues last week when I discovered a story about a woman who adopts skunks. She has like 50 skunks living with her right now and she loves them all. When asked how she got into skunks, this woman explained that after her mother died, she adopted her first skunk to help her deal with her grief.
I read this aloud to TRQ and then I promised her that when she dies, I will not turn to skunks to help me cope. Donuts, yes. Skunks, no.
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Reminds me of a T.C. Boyle story about rats. Ew.
And now I'm going to think Skunkin' Donuts whenever I go to Dunkin' Donuts . . .
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