As regular readers of Blogpocalypse might remember, I told everyone some time ago about how I'd pulled eleven dirty coffee mugs out of my car. I was quite impressed with myself. Well, I'm proud to report that today I removed an astonishing (my wife would say "appalling") thirteen coffee mugs from my vehicle. (And also a thermos.) I'd like to thanks the fine folks at Community Coffee for helping to make this possible.
Senior year of high school, my friend Mike left a ham italian in the backseat of his car for months.
We named it Freddie.
Um, excuse me. That me *seem* like a lot, but (scoff), I'm sure it's, um, no *world record*.
Maybe a Baton Rouge record, though.
Wish *I* had some Community Coffee...
Freddie grew a beard like Billy Gibbons from ZZ Top.
And he chain smoked Camels.
That was one badass sandwich.
I miss him.
Methinks according to tarot cards, would you be the King Of Cups?
But this is thirteen, just since the time you posted the eleven? That was what, a month ago?
I do love Community Coffee. Have to have it shipped to Oklahoma, but that Hotel Blend is worth it.
Might I suggest you give Riverroad coffee a try. Good stuff and local as well. If you want to try a cup first go to Louie's on state street that's all they serve and you can get the best omelet in town as well.
It's exciting to see an athlete redefining the limitations of the possible.
Actually, some of those coffee cups were "down deep" and I didn't get them on the first pass.
Nothing was so bad in there that I needed to name it.
River Road coffee. Check. It's on my list.
I must admit ... it's all steroids.
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