imagine*life:
Well I know you well enough to know that when you say no to coffee, especially in the morning, all is not right in Whoville.
imagine*life:
Plain coffee?
imagine*life:
I am Cathy Coffee, mister, the bastard offspring of Mrs. Folger and Juan Valdez.
imagine*life:
“I was at this restaurant. The sign said "Breakfast Anytime." So I ordered French Toast in the Renaissance.”
imagine*life:
Finally realizes that all the chaos is what makes tea worth it.
imagine*life:
tea
imagine*life:
Bread and water can so easily be toast and tea.