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Tuesday, May 10, 2005
Vending Machine Coffee
Posted by Sam at 4:22 PM
I love vending machine coffee. I don't know why. It's undeniably bad coffee... probably the worst in existence.
It is however, spewed forth by a machine. That's gotta count for something. At least it will keep me from falling in love with every woman that pours me a cup. Although, I have been known to love my machines.
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Sam is an amazing and humble guy. Once, he rushed into a burning building, up six flights of stairs to save a kitten from certain death. He speaks eight languages, has mastered three varieties of martial arts, is a wine expert, and is a pulitzer prize winning author. Sam is an international heart-throb who prefers a quiet evening at home knitting afghans for the homeless, to the go-go, glitz and glamor of the party scene. I think the day he won the silver medal for ballroom dancing at the 98 olympics was the happiest of his life. Pretty impressive for a guy who never finished the 8th grade. - Carrie, 04