Holy Moly Donut Shop

So as SB slumbers in his California King he begins to wake up and he doesn't smell any damn food. He mumbles damn can these bitches do any thing right i though i told them to have my food cooking every morning!? As SB is bitchin about his bitches he finds out that there is no power and that there is a smell just not smell of bacon. He smells donuts and, any that knows SB knows he loves donuts. There is nothing SB wants more than a dozen of donuts!