I never got a Mister Donut donut while I was in Tokyo. My sister says the donuts there are great, however. She spent two years teaching kids to speak english. Me and French Panic were only in Tokyo for 2 weeks.
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1 comment:
You've linked me. I'd be blushing right now if I wasn't so weirdly dehydrated. How can I be headachey and dehydrated whilst in an air conditioned office yet still be wearing a cardigan because I am covered in goose pimples? I don't know. I'm kind of worried.
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