11 Reasons Why You Should Drink Coffee Every Day

[Betterhaff]

From Good Will Hunting: A plane takes off, and once it's leveled out at it's cruising altitude, the pilot finishes addressing the passengers. Thinking his microphone is off, the pilot then mumbles to himself, "I'd love a blowjob and a cup of coffee." Of course the passengers hear this so one of the female flight attendants rushes toward the cockpit to let the captain know his mic is still on. As she runs up the isle, one of the male passengers yells out, "Don't forget the coffee."

 

[Stoner4Life]

 

[MicroRoy]

 

[noyd666]

FIRST HEART STARTER FOR THE DAY.

 

[Stoner4Life]

 

[chronosync]

From Good Will Hunting: A plane takes off, and once it's leveled out at it's cruising altitude, the pilot finishes addressing the passengers. Thinking his microphone is off, the pilot then mumbles to himself, "I'd love a blowjob and a cup of coffee." Of course the passengers hear this so one of the female flight attendants rushes toward the cockpit to let the captain know his mic is still on. As she runs up the isle, one of the male passengers yells out, "Don't forget the coffee."

Ha! Classic Boston humor. Love that movie.

And don't fahget the caffee!

 

[944s2]

I was never a fan of poofta coffee drinks slathered in adjectives, customized with any number of variations on the incorrect spelling of your name.

Coffee was always drip. Black if you had balls, cream and sugar for the gentle. Women for the most part. Simpler times.

Let me share a tale of deprivation, moral decline and degradation. Go Ask Alice, if she's still here.

First it starts with the odd cream and sugar, usually when some tit behind the counter fancies themself a roaster or refused to pony up for a good cup one can drink neat. Then one day you realize it's an everyday thing. Hot coffee icecream. But still, a staunch drink when made right.

One day in the mid twenties, someone farked an order and I ended up with a London Fog. Not bad, I think, but I'm no bloody Limey and we drink coffee on this side. But the taste lingered and I began to enjoy the tay, even as it's own drink. Later, one of the girls in the front of house (and other staff) talked up her chai lattes. This sounded too far into the poof, but with the mention of curry spice and another excuse to bother her frequently, we add another to the rack.

I kept this emerging problem down to these violations for a few years. Then came the cafe latte. The breva. The add a splash of this and extra that. I actually confused a crappy barista this morning with the alterations and additions. I don't know what I've become and I can't break this nagging need to travel to Seattle, to see ground zero and relish in its glow.

Something sick grows inside me, the beast is demanding seasonal spicings. A growth or knot is forming in the crown of my hair. I've tried shaving it off but it just grows in faster, twisting up in to a bun almost over night. A little tiny hat came in the mail the other day, I don't even remember ordering it.

And she screamed out kicking on her side
And said I've lost control again...

hey mikell,,,,,,,
a little "joy division" quote at the end,,,very nice for us "joy division" nuts,,,,,
off to see peter hook and the light perform joy division "substance" and new order "substance at Londons Forum in september,,,,gig sold out,,
sorry for digressing,,i cant stop eating those East India peaberry coffee beans dusted with cocoa,,,love em

 

[chronosync]

I was never a fan of poofta coffee drinks slathered in adjectives, customized with any number of variations on the incorrect spelling of your name.

Coffee was always drip. Black if you had balls, cream and sugar for the gentle. Women for the most part. Simpler times.

Let me share a tale of deprivation, moral decline and degradation. Go Ask Alice, if she's still here.

First it starts with the odd cream and sugar, usually when some tit behind the counter fancies themself a roaster or refused to pony up for a good cup one can drink neat. Then one day you realize it's an everyday thing. Hot coffee icecream. But still, a staunch drink when made right.

One day in the mid twenties, someone farked an order and I ended up with a London Fog. Not bad, I think, but I'm no bloody Limey and we drink coffee on this side. But the taste lingered and I began to enjoy the tay, even as it's own drink. Later, one of the girls in the front of house (and other staff) talked up her chai lattes. This sounded too far into the poof, but with the mention of curry spice and another excuse to bother her frequently, we add another to the rack.

I kept this emerging problem down to these violations for a few years. Then came the cafe latte. The breva. The add a splash of this and extra that. I actually confused a crappy barista this morning with the alterations and additions. I don't know what I've become and I can't break this nagging need to travel to Seattle, to see ground zero and relish in its glow.

Something sick grows inside me, the beast is demanding seasonal spicings. A growth or knot is forming in the crown of my hair. I've tried shaving it off but it just grows in faster, twisting up in to a bun almost over night. A little tiny hat came in the mail the other day, I don't even remember ordering it.

And she screamed out kicking on her side
And said I've lost control again...

Wtf is this? Fight Club for Barista... Moloko Espresso anyone? Whatever it is I enjoyed reading it.

 

[Stoner4Life]

the first few sips of java, followed by a couple of tokes of the finest mornings meds. I'm blazed hard.......

 

[MicroRoy]

 

[Stoner4Life]

I frikkin' love coffee (& donuts), & now
I have to have a truck like this.......

Missing a simple effect, a fog machine hidden up top.

 

[Happy Rooster]

That is a cool truck. Nice find.

 

[mexcurandero420]

I have my coffee on prescription

Keep on growing

 

[Stoner4Life]

I'm sure that the cat's still boss around that shack.......

 

[420somewhere]

What a beautiful cat

What a beautiful cat

Brewing up a pot of Mocha Coffee

 

[Londinium]

Yum

 

[mexcurandero420]

Keep on growing

 

[Stoner4Life]

 

[Stoner4Life]

oh yeah, 6am, make mine a grande.......

 

[Bud Green]

....She has a very nice "grande"!


Luckily for me, so does Mrs. G.!


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