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Doughnut Milkshake

So I guess this is old news, but I only heard about it recently.  I probably missed it because I hate doughnuts.  Apparently Krispy Kreme has created a doughnut flavored milkshake.  But before we delve into that, a little history:

I think I started hating doughnuts after eating a jelly doughnut at a birthday party/gymnastics class.  I learned the hard way that jelly doughnut + gymnastics= a very upset stomach.   I doesn't help that I hate slimy things.  The fact that doughnuts often have slimy things hidden in them really grosses me out.  I don't really like the taste either.  Worst of all is the texture.  Doughnuts are always dense and greasy.  My favorite doughnuts (when I actually ate them) were Hostess Donettes, especially when they were a little on the stale side.  Hostess Donettes were always incredibly dry and predictable.

I also have issues with some milkshakes.  By "some milkshakes" I mean any milkshake that is not chocolate or too thick in texture.  The perfect milkshake, in my opinion is Wendy's Frosty.  I don't think it actually has any milk in it, but the texture is absolutely perfect.  Mmmm, Frosty.

When the news of the doughnut milkshake finally made it to my section of the universe, I went on a rant.  I mean, is that really necessary?  A milkshake that tastes like doughnuts?  Disgusting.  I think I just threw up in my mouth.

Everyone else I've talked to so far thinks that doughnut flavored milkshakes are just an idea that's found its time and not the moral atrocity that I know it to be.  Check it out: http://money.cnn.com/2004/07/21/news/midcaps/krispy_kreme/index.htm

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