We managed to go only another hundred yards, before we realized that we needed to get gas. And hey, while we were stopped, we popped into the bakery that was nextdoor and got some still-warm doughnuts that were almost as big as our faces.
So there was this cute teenager working the counter and she took a liking to Fatty, so he asked her if she'd take him on a tour of the place and show him how the donuts here made.
On the lam from the firework incident, they spotted a Dunkin' Donuts and popped in for a quick treat. (Make sure to take note that Fatty's making the exact same "Fatty's excited face" in four pictures in a row. Hahaha).
