Sunday, December 12, 2010

Thought for food

Hey, just while I've got you, this whole civet poo coffee thing kind of raises expectations, doesn't it? Every time you go in to the cafe you'll want marmoset vomit latte or the squirrel effluvia special or the decaffeinated rhebus monkey gallstone-o-cino or something. I mean, how can the barista keep up with it all? Think about that while you're drinking your morning coffee, and have a nice day.

UPDATE! - Two pooku:

Expensive cafe:
Gastronomic heights attained
Drinking civet poo.

Snot Black? Crappucino?
Farte? Barfogatto?
Place your order now.

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