Staring down death

Thursdays at the office are Donut Day. There's an assortment of donuts and bagels in the breakroom for us, and every Thursday, I go down and try to find the one donut in the box most likely to send me into a diabetic coma. Since I'm not diabetic, though, it would take a seriously frosted donut to take me out. I ask "Which one is most likely to kill me?"

Today's candidate is this one. Chocolate frosted, with raspberry jam and pudding filling. I also try to get one of the ones in the middle because they get some of the frosting on the bottom too, from the next donut over.

I haven't eaten it yet, but if you don't hear from me in a couple of days, this was the one. I don't think this will be the one though.