Wednesday, July 08, 2009
I'm your private dancer, a dancer for coffee…
… and any old latte will do.
Yes, what you see above are a couple of Starbucks vouchers tucked in the waistband of … *sigh* … my underpants. I'm clearly *that* addicted to my daily dose of caffeine that I'll do pretty much anything for its sweet, sweet taste.
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6 comments:
You would certainly know if a thief was trying to grab those vouchers.
Nice shirt! I like that!
I'm guessing that's a venti?
...*sigh*... Your underpants...
And have you stuffed, or are you just pleased to see me?
whaaa??
i wasn't listening to a word you said, my eyes were too busy being molested by that salacious crotch-shot.
i can't look away.
i just can't!
Tara - Indeed I would! And thanks, I like it too!!
Cyberpete - Double shot?
Inexplicable Device - It's all natural, daaahling (note I'm using the word "daaahling" there for comedy effect, not for any other reason).
The Projectivist - Well, um, don't then!
*bites bottom lip*
I'm sure.
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