One of the things that used to fascinate me as a small child was watching a doughnut-making machine go through its paces. It was in a local shop, and I would stand for long periods just marvelling at the mechanism and the process. When I was eight, I tried to do a deal with my parents that if I helped them during the summer season in their hotel, then I would be paid for my work in the form of a doughnut making-machine of my very own. Alas, they didn’t agree to the terms of the contract. So I never did get a machine of my own.
However, such obstacles mean nothing to Derrick. Thanks to eBay, he now has a Donut Robot 42 of his very own.
I’m insanely jealous.

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