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Originally Posted by MouseWife
I have always loved coffee from those big silver servers you find at church bingos, potlucks, stuff like that. Ever since I was a little girl, I loved to drink that. Smell it. Even black. I can drink that stuff black. Only that stuff.
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I shall think of you every Sunday from this point forth. The first thing I do when I come to work on Sundays is head over to the big silver coffee pot (not of course, the small silver decaf one, the one that I call "why bother?") and I cry if they tell me, "it's not ready yet."
On another note.....(one of) the local Starbucks is out of coffee. No joke. I can't even comprehend this. Three seperate people have accused me of being responsible for this....but I swear....I haven't been to (that particular) Starbucks in almost a week. How does a coffee place run out of coffee?