Wednesday, November 11, 2009

hot coffee

I don't care who you are, even my darling mother, if you drive 45 in a 55, I will hate you. at least temporarily.

Also, what does it take to get coffee that is actually hot when you buy it? If it doesn't burn my mouth, I don't want it.

And I don't care who you are, even my darling father (who was raised in Utah and therefore is partially excused), if you say "I did good" I will hate you and think you are uneducated. or at least poorly educated.

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