Dunkin Donuts
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"You Throw Them Out?"
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dunkin donuts. not eating donuts. stealing donuts. throwing donuts. laughing. filming it. you know: THE USUAL.
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only CLUTCH
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From the "CD":
17. “They Throw Them Out: The Dunkin Donuts Experience” - Life Is A Highway (Tom Cochrane) 4:21
From weekly Monday night visits, random trips with Leslie, and sneak attack donut apprehension and drive-bys, Dunkin Donuts has become a major part of our lives in Green Pond. Included dialogues by Leslie, Beth, Amanda, Sean, Jeff, Ethan, Ashley, Mike, Meggan, Rache, Zak, and Ross.
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LESLIE and SEAN
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AMANDA and BETH
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"The Crew" - (AMANDA's missing...)
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"Every week for the past several months, we've been going to Dunkin Donuts every Monday night. And we'll go and we'll order, we talk to Diane, our favorite lady ever. And then we sit in either mine or Jeff's car... and talk....." - LESLIE
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In "the spot" after DD. Talking.
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Entering Dunkin Donuts - JEFF sports his DD button (can't see in picture)
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The night they closed the mountain. They made us wait until the plow came.
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What I Think
I hate people who are like, "eyeuwwwwww, you eat donuts that were in the garbage? That's so gross....". But it's not like that, and I know that any CLUTCHworthy person would vouch for me. We do it because it's fun and we have a good time doing it. It's something that has become a past time or a tradition; something that we can laugh about forever. Anyone who hasn't done it has never experienced the thrill and exhilaration that comes out of finding a full bag of perfectly good donuts. I mean, imagine the possibilities: first of all they're free, you can eat some of them (they even throw away the munchkins), you can throw them about town, hit the lawns of people you dont like, have contests for who can hit the most cars, etc. Eventually you can really get into a contest when it comes down to stratigically mapping out which donut is necessary for different kind of tactics (for example, french crullers hurt, because they're hard, and boston creams make a mess, because they have chocolate on the outside and cream in the inside.). We also go into the store with our cameras and videocamera and document each visit. (Yeah, we're good customers too, occasionally going in for a cup of coffee and a donut). But honestly, it all comes down to something that the manager said to us once, "hey, whatever makes you happy!" We definitely are.
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Commentary From Naomi (featured in NACM booklet)
Describing Green Pond to my Maplewoodian friends (the few that I actually socialize with) can sometimes be quite a challenge. I like to think of Green Pond not just as the quintessential lake community, but also as a paradise island getaway from the real world: traffic-ridden suburbia, homework, school, and my personal favorite, school people. Back in 8th grade I had a classmate up to the lake who seemed convinced that Green Pond was going to be another “Dawson’s Creek” even before she had made the visit. When she arrived to learn that the lakefront lane is actually called, “Dawson Drive”, she was certain that “boathouses” and “climbing ladders” was what we were all about. My point is that Green Pond is indescribable. No one understands the Green Ponder concept of what it means to simplify life and enjoy our community and lake for all they have to offer. “Parties on the rocks? What? Rocks?” they ask. “So wait, is NBNB named after you... double?” “And you guys climb to a blue rock… for fun? and steal garbage bags full of doughnuts?” “Right…” they say. We are all sooooooooo lucky. For Green Pond is a place where worries seem to fleet, and a carefree spirit takes over, as ragers, shindigs, and other CLUTCH-worthy activities go into production. Every summer gets better than the last, and I can only imagine what the future holds. - NAOMI BARROWCLOUGH
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Dunkin Donuts
Spring Street in Morristown
Grand OPENING - April 5, 2002
Click the picture to see more pics
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