I don’t know why this morning is different from any other, but the coffee I drank on the way to work this morning has grown claws and long, sharp fangs, and is slowly but surely chewing its way out of my stomach. Ugh. I think I’d better throw a honeybun or a bearclaw down there. Maybe it will act as a buffer…
Carnivorous coffee
Oct202003
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