It had been one of those weeks from hell. Never got off on time, running from one call to the other, from barking dogs to barfights, stabbings, shootings, domestic upheavals, you name it, the week ensued it. To make a sweet laced story short, I grabbed a couple of "DD's"  (short for Dunkin Doughnuts) and in my awesome complex types of calls, I forgot about them in the right seat of my Police Unit. This was in the day when we had to finsh our shift by "bumping the curb and standby for relief".  The next crew to get the vehicle was a training officer and a trainee.  The trainee wound up with icing on his a--, the training officer had to take him back to the station to get some another pair of uniform pants, and the next day I got my a-- introduced to something, and it sure wasn't sugar.

Good thing it was donuts and not Eclairs or pretzel rods cause you know how far up they woulda ended???........LOL.