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Diane, upon waking this morning I had two realizations: one, I was very hungry and two, I had become a jelly donut. I wonder if Kennedy ever encountered a similar problem and if he did, how he dealt with the situation.
Diane, I smell wonderful. I instinctively know that I am perfectly crispy and warm and filled with sweet strawberry jelly. Surviving this incident will require an extraordinary amount of willpower.
If I took just one small bite. No, Diane, I better not. It would be unwise to risk that I might return to my body with any pieces missing.