And at that time I realised that my brain was unable to process any other new information.
You need to get addicted, the Escobar way!
In some weird way I don't feel like drinking my regular morning coffee after this flood.
Don't worry, kind Yelp reviewer. You won't get special treatment compared to other customers. And you can take that review and shove it up.
Hey Bob! Go get some stock photo that best describes this aisle in the store.
Everybody needs their coffee in the morning to get started. Even the bad guys.
Some words of wisdom coming from the local coffee shop. But where's the vodka?
It seems that saying this doesn't help very much.
I think I'll go with the great coffee if it's the same price. Or is the good one better? It can't be.
Good thing I carry this iMac around with me. How could I possibly forget my iPhone at home?