A bright mound of frosting with a dash of sprinkles is like a party on a cake. I'd be willing to be eaten if I could get invited to a party like that.
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.
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.