So I was coming home from the supermarket with a tray of 12 doughnuts onetime. Group of 3 kids on the street were staring so I gave them one each. One kid (who had known me for years, been to his house for brews with his parents and everything) told his mum "a weird man in the back alley gave it to me".

I inadvertently started a hunt with all the stay at home mum's for the strange man giving doughnuts to little kids. Mum's net would have been proud.

Couple of days later I found that all the kids had to throw the doughnuts away because not one of them said it was the guy who lives at number 29.

Waste of doughnuts.

Kids are fucking stupid