Ack…Poison…Doughnut

I’ve determined the best way for someone to murder me. Just leave a poisoned pastry somewhere in my house. Never questioning where it came from, I’d smile at my good luck and gobble it right down.

Hmm. This probably falls into the category of things I shouldn’t reveal in my weblog. But, hey, if you can’t trust everyone who reads your blog, then who can you trust?

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