That and $3.75 will get you a cup of burnt coffee at Starbucks
nothing aboot tmart, and everything aboot starbucks.
a while back, and living on manhattans east side,
another female and their attempts to 'civilize' me. hey, i wear socks, sumtimes. forget that underwear stuff, tho. so, she takes me to her new fav coffee shop. could not care less aboot such, but i go.
outside the store, we set on a wall. 'here, u'll love it!' honest to goodness, i take a sip, spit it out, and say 'tastes like
burnt coffee! yuk!' didn't even make the somewhat usual six months on that one.
your product review is brilliant. nailed it, bub.
another tale of coffee dating.
arranged girl picks me up at my home in the morning. off to do fun stuff! by midday, im noticing that, seemingly every couple hours or so, she's like 'do u want a coffee? let's get a coffee...' imma a couple cups in the morning person, and that's it. no caffeine in the pm or nite for me. as we roll along the day, and get toward planning dinner, i ask this loon 'i notice that u drink a lot of coffee (freakin quart cup always in the cupholder), is this ur routine?'
bang, zoom, she goes off, '&
^&$!!%!' drives me back to home, all the while '&*^^%($#! in the car. im happy now. she's touchy, and then gets on the phone to her pals who set this up. they call me, 'what'd u do? what'd u do?' i say 'what i did was not ask for this or even tell u i was interested. u set this up, and i just went along to be a pal.'
it's true. sumtimes nice guys finish last.
or not.
'Carlton with a double double last night in just 16 minutes off the bench. 10 point, 11 rebounds (7 of them offensive boards) and 2 assists.'