Nothing like a nice, hot cup of joe in the morning. At least, I'd assume so. But I can't say for sure this morning. Our coffee maker stopped working, and I had to get up uber earlier.
(Why, Dom, did you get up "uber" early?)
Because I did. Get off my back.
Anyway, back to the coffee. I asked Gill nicely -- several times -- and she still won't go buy me one at Starbucks. Maybe I should offer to knock it off the money she owes me.... Nah.
I gave some coffee beans to Mitchie (I don't recommend) and she chewed them up, spat them out. And the beans, mixed with her magical unicorn spit, make a fairly convincing coffee substance.
Makes me wonder if anyone would be stupid enough to fall for that.
...
Hey, Gill! I have something for you!
Dom
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