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Luxury Drink The bourgeoise editors of kissy-ass Luxury Drink magazine have once again set the bar even lower in how far they'll go to lick the ass of nouveau caffeine. Their recent issue, "Whatever happened to Lemonade, Who Cares?" made us barf. Lemonade's every-where, you pissy retards, and it will still be here when we're trotting out the iced coffees along with bellbottoms for the soon to come "2oth Century" retro parties. |
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I'm glad I took Greek and Latin roots baak in high school. Today I can
order a coffee with that knowledge Grande Venti Veci. Now that
even the right-wing NYPost reports that July
1998 was BY FAR the hottest month on record, I'm glad I can
still get an Iced Latte Maximus for under a Lincoln spot. And speaking
of Abes, here's my two cents worth: Can the coffee backlash be far off??
Just as disco was cast off for punk, so too will this fad be trashed.
But what in its place? Stricknine? Plutonium? Then I realize the disco
analogy has already answered the question and it makes so much sense.
The 80's are poised to make their retro comeback and you know what that
means. I mean, it makes sense from a chemical level, too. I mean, you're
all the way up, 10 expresso shots, all the way up, as high as you can
possibly get on caffeine. Now where can you go from there? No Nigel, the
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A Latte Shit Your editorial is inane. Your viewpoint is pointless. You suck and I wish you would cease to publish. -A Friend ClueLess In Seattle Hey I can't tell if you like or dis-like coffee. Which is it? One moment you say one thing and then the next you say something completely opposite. I wish you would be more clear so I could then decide if I like you or not. -Just Wondering you can send your letters to crappED@gasm.org but we won't print them so go right ahead. |
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