Seriously, The Priestley (the man) was my first boy crush when he was on 90210. Maybe not so much that first mullet year, but damn did I want to be the middle of a Brandon/Kelly or Brandon/Clare sandwich. Or just his own, private donut hole.
And The Priestley (the donut with a timbit in it)? I’m in a freakin’ Tim Horton’s right now!
Delicious!