I'm going to admit something right here and now that I never thought I
would say,... I go too Starfucks. WHO DOESN'T??? Hell the populous doesn't even call coffee coffee anymore, "You want a Starfucks?" "Sure A Starfucks sound great as I DO need to stay up another 3-4 hours so I can find more shit to be pissed off about.".
For the longest time I was one of those people that wanted nothing to do with that
superficial, over hyped, yuppie-ass, Biff & Buffy, pretentious stain on society that is known as Starfucks. I remember the first time I walked into one with a friend and the little shitball behind the counter asked him his name so he could write it on his cup (ain't that fucking cute) and call out to him when his half soy, half non-fat, I wanna fit in, scholar spooge latte was complete. You know like now the two had something in common, they were PALS now. You know what Hunter or Spence or what ever your name is, spare me the over friendly bullshit and get me a god damn coffee. We ain't sharing stories, I ain't picking your ass up if your stranded on the side of the road and we sure as hell ain't exchanging X-mas cards you fuck face. Actually get me a dude name Frank in his 50's with a voice box from smoking 37 packs of smokes a day with some damn character that has some war stories about living life, Now that guy probably knows some NEVER SLEEP AGAIN coffee tips.
WOW don't know where that came from,... Anyway...
As I started out, I too now go too Starfucks. (hangs head in shame)... The shit is good. USUALLY!!!!! I mean I got a taste of a,... never mind I ain't even saying it cause when I do I'm pretty sure my balls shrink a bit more and I start to grow a vagina. Anyway the thing was awesome. Jacked me up for early morning radio spots at first and then I just couldn't function without the shit on a daily basis. Hell I'm hooked on this Israeli coffee now like it's crack,... THANKS AYELET!!! Anyway all this leads me too my point today... Screw you Starfucks. You broke me. I tasted your liquid crack and you had me. I was your slave. Then you did it. You started employing people that couldn't even make the crap your peddling. The past two times I visited you it was monkey spit. You made me what I hated, I think I even sat outside under one of your umbrellas and people watched once. I overlooked your gorilla tactics of running other coffee shops out of business for the need of your drug and you gave me monkey spit. I hate you Starfucks. I no longer can look myself in the mirror and if it weren't for the Mom & Pop Coffee shop down the street struggling to get by I would have to try and look at my reflection while drained and tired. Keep your over priced monkey spit. I'm not an animal, I am not a (brainless sheep of an) animal,... I AM A MAN!!!!!!
YES!!!! I do feel much better.
Love, Peace & Red Fox,
I'M OUT!!!!
Capt. McRyan
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