Whenever I walk into Starbucks I feel like I am playing with fire. I
don't know exactly what it is but for some reason they serve their
coffee at like 200 degrees and just putting my lips is taking a major
risk. I don't quite understand the need to have coffee so hot it can
burn your esophagus but in their backwards, hippy Pacific Northwest
mentality it must seem sensible. It is so hot that I have to dump
half of it in the garbage can and dump a ton of water
I am predicting a McDonalds type lawsuit on their hands any day when
some poor schlep burns his nut sack when he spills a Pike Place Roast
in his lap and torches his pubes
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