Are you sure that Teal'c wouldn't prefer the slightly fresher doughnuts that come from the Krispy Kreme place in Denver? You know, by the time they get there and get Jello at that great diner, and and get the doughnuts, it will be rush hour, and that mysterious C-4 unknown substance explosion that spreads confetti all over the highway, causing authorities to shut down the major arteries out of town while they investigate (and ultimately decide it was a harmless prank), will keep them from getting home until the next morning.
With PLENTY of the fancy coffee Daniel prefers, all piping hot and doctored just the way he likes it, and two baker's dozens of doughnuts, all very, very fresh from that place over by the Academy. They tried the Denver thing. It just didn't work out. The Broadmoor was very nice, and "NO! Daniel. You can't see the receipt...s. Receipts. I said 'receipts', didn't I Carter?"
I don't even know why Sam & Jack even bother to hide it. It's not like the whole mountain doesn't already know about Jack & Daniel in the supply closet, too.
The irony is that every KK joint makes its own doughnuts on site, so the fib is even more transparent.
Clearly, when they reached the local one, the "Hot" sign wasn't turned on (which means the doughnut machine was not running at that particular moment). Naturally, they weren't about to inflict non-fresh doughnuts on their beloved teammates. Also, Jack likes watching the machine, and Sam always comes up with six different obvious improvements, and it's extra entertainment watching her try to explain them to the entirely befuddled manager.
So they pressed on, over hill and over dale, seeking the bright shining star Hot sign heralding the birth of a child doughnut. By the time they finally found one, they were in Denver, and Sam sensibly pointed out that by the time they'd driven all the way back, the doughnuts wouldn't be fresh any more.
Fortunately, Jack was willing to accept Plan B (for Broadmoor) and C (for confetti). They called the KK place near the Academy to make sure there would be fresh doughnuts there in the morning, and bivouacked blissfully at the beautiful Broadmoor.
I sooo wanted to reply to this this morning (okay, very early afternoon) when I saw it, but LJ was being sloooow and unreliable.
Krispy Kremes haven't made their way this far north. We are still Dunkin Donuts land, but I knew that about the HOT sign. Really. I did. But seeing as how it wasn't even remotely germane to my existence (seeing as how I'm a diabetic who had a heart attack and should eat no saturated fats) I had that fact stored very, very, very far back in my brain's attic. Mostly I was thinking of the local doughnut shoppe of my childhood, which guaranteed that none of their doughnuts for sale were older than four hours old. The one in the neighboring town had their four hour period staggered, so sometimes it paid to travel a bit more. Of course the travel time to Denver would cancel all that out, making the lie transparent too.
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Re: Doughnut Intrude on Private Business, Please
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C-4unknown substance explosion that spreads confetti all over the highway, causing authorities to shut down the major arteries out of town while they investigate (and ultimately decide it was a harmless prank), will keep them from getting home until the next morning.With PLENTY of the fancy coffee Daniel prefers, all piping hot and doctored just the way he likes it, and two baker's dozens of doughnuts, all very, very fresh from that place over by the Academy. They tried the Denver thing. It just didn't work out. The Broadmoor was very nice, and "NO! Daniel. You can't see the receipt...s. Receipts. I said 'receipts', didn't I Carter?"
Re: Doughnut Intrude on Private Business, Please
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First commentfic of the new year!!
The irony is that every KK joint makes its own doughnuts on site, so the fib is even more transparent.
Clearly, when they reached the local one, the "Hot" sign wasn't turned on (which means the doughnut machine was not running at that particular moment). Naturally, they weren't about to inflict non-fresh doughnuts on their beloved teammates. Also, Jack likes watching the machine, and Sam always comes up with six different obvious improvements, and it's extra entertainment watching her try to explain them to the entirely befuddled manager.
So they pressed on, over hill and over dale, seeking the bright shining
starHot sign heralding the birth of achilddoughnut. By the time they finally found one, they were in Denver, and Sam sensibly pointed out that by the time they'd driven all the way back, the doughnuts wouldn't be fresh any more.Fortunately, Jack was willing to accept Plan B (for Broadmoor) and C (for confetti). They called the KK place near the Academy to make sure there would be fresh doughnuts there in the morning, and bivouacked blissfully at the beautiful Broadmoor.
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That's exactly what happened. Yup.
*nods again*
Yup.
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I sooo wanted to reply to this this morning (okay, very early afternoon) when I saw it, but LJ was being sloooow and unreliable.
Krispy Kremes haven't made their way this far north. We are still Dunkin Donuts land, but I knew that about the HOT sign. Really. I did. But seeing as how it wasn't even remotely germane to my existence (seeing as how I'm a diabetic who had a heart attack and should eat no saturated fats) I had that fact stored very, very, very far back in my brain's attic. Mostly I was thinking of the local doughnut shoppe of my childhood, which guaranteed that none of their doughnuts for sale were older than four hours old. The one in the neighboring town had their four hour period staggered, so sometimes it paid to travel a bit more. Of course the travel time to Denver would cancel all that out, making the lie transparent too.