Monday, June 27, 2005


Standing in line for the ladies' room at a Starbucks; one overly tanned thirty-something walks up to another overly tanned thirty-something waiting in line ahead of me. The newcomer is holding a frappachino in her acrylic-taloned hands. She takes a sip:

"Eww! This is disgusting! It tastes like coffee!"


At 4:37 PM , Blogger EEP said...

I'm guessing that these are also the type of people who would go to a tanning salon in the middle of the summer.
They need to be flogged.
Then killed.
Then flogged again.
And then cremated with their ashes put into a coffee machine.


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