This is the Christmas Jesus donut. Apparently a new family holiday tradition this year. Taking a break from scratching her sores and mouth breathing through her Meth rotten teeth, she took a moment to place a single birthday candle on a glazed round dunker. She gathered the children before their Great Grandmother to sing a round of Happy Birthday to Jesus.
The candle gone, the pastry sat waiting it's fate; to become energy then excrement.
IAO
Osiris rises.
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