There’s a campfire
in Carol’s coffee cup.
Smoke signals.
S.O.S.
“Get me.
Out of.
Here.”
"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
There’s a campfire
in Carol’s coffee cup.
Smoke signals.
S.O.S.
“Get me.
Out of.
Here.”
funny
yet another reason to give up caffeine, the devil’s sippable. don’t you feel the enslavement? addiction with mocha and whipped cream, hold the sprinkles.
“Coffee, which makes the politician wise,
And see through all things with his half-shut eyes.”
—Alexander Pope