I've got sugar shock and I haven't even had a bite!
I'm sure we've all dreamed from time to time about having a tasty treat so large that we could essentially live on it. I'd like to think that I'd have enough restraint to not eat until comatose. Oh who am I kidding? I'd end up flat on my back like Homer there in about ten minutes.
Imagine waking up on Sunday morning after a super fun night out on the town for your friend's birthday. You're exhausted, you're sore, your voice is hoarse from proclamations of merriment, your hair smells funny and you still have one sock on. Now imagine that this donut appears on your nightstand. Feeling a bit better now? I thought so.
This taps right into that toddler part of the brain where you want to pick up a whole pie and smash your face into it. Taking a big ol' spoon and jamming it into a jar of cake and frosting and having no regard for the mess you're inevitably going to make sounds so childishly satisfying. Where's my big spoon?