Dunks

Melissa that time we went to Dunks was the best. I cant^([sic]) believe I drove on the highway haha.

Eating and walking has made me tired, Coffee doesn’t sound good right now so I decided on Tea. We went to Dunks. The Dunkin^([sic]) Donuts in my area has a bunch of cute chicks running around. […] So, half buzzed, I went to Dunks in Lynn, Some regulars were there, and some late night regulars. I just hung out, with regular coffee and regular conversation.

Around noon, he left his house to go to Dunks in Hanover for coffee and a doughnut, then drove through Cohasset.

“I’m ready, I’m all set, but I could use a cup of coffee.” / “Fine. We’ll go to Dunks.” / Next thing we’re in her minivan, making a quick stop at Dunkin’ Donuts for coffee and bagels to go before heading south to Quincy.

I’m going to Dunks for some coffee.

I’d also made it known I sat at Dunks every morning the previous week drinking coffee like a fiend. / I inhaled the scent of coffee and toasting bagels, but couldn’t stomach the thought of eating so early in the morning. At least I’d managed to escape the sweltering heat outside while riding my Harley to Dunks.

Like I’m planning on stealing a roll of TP and some of the free tampons that are tucked into a cabinet in the local Dunkin’ Donuts bathroom, just so I don’t have to buy more before payday. […] We’re quiet on the ride to Dunks, but it’s not weird.