Saturday, February 23, 2008

more about coffee

Update! It wasn't even Vanilla Nut, it was French Vanilla. That's how careless I am with the interloper's feelings.

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Now that you mention it, I've never really been fond of cantaloupe either. It's a cheap imitation of watermelon. Speaking of which, I have a watermelon seed spittin' contest to go to today. That's how we do it down here in the durty.

Michael.
La.

UPDATE: ixnay what I just said. This was about coffee.

Pow said...

French Vanilla tells so much more. It's the French. Tough getting used to that. That switch in a relationship may be tougher. You have to get used to a whole new language. That explains a lot actually. For me very difficult. I did take French in high school. And no joke, my French teacher had Alzhemer's. None of us were taught a thing, but everyone passed.

Joe said...

Don't we call it Freedom Vanilla now?

Ted from Accounting said...

I could totally see you on a date now...

Alison, "Oh, Fred, I'm having such a great time!"

Ted, "My name is Ted!"

Alison, "Oops! Would you like some more French Vanilla?"

Ted, "No thanks! Julia!"