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She Brings Me Coffee

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There are many coffee-related jokes to make here–the neologism “Bobbaccino” comes to mind–and maybe I’ll get to them tonight. Until then, go buy yourself a $6 cup of burned joe with your name misspelled on it while the studio version of Truckin’ plays.

It’s what Garcia would have wanted.


  1. I was in Starbucks this morning and could not figure out WTF was going on. And, yep, studio versions all.

  2. Worst. Coffee. Ever.


    I can’t even stand to go in their stores because I reek of burnt coffee oil for the rest of the day whenever I do.

    There’s a reason the Euros make coffee one cup at a time. And not in 20 ounce servings. And not with studio “Shakedown” playing. (Or is that one too alternative for Whorebucks?)

    Why can’t we do nice things right, America?

  3. I’ve never had a coffee……smells good though.

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