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Where Logic Ends, Starbucks Begins
I'll admit it.
I'm a Starbucks junky. Virtually every day, I go to my local Starbucks, or a SoFla equivalent called The Roasted Bean, and get my skim milk mocha.
Mind you, I'm a person who takes pride in living my life in a manner consistent with the principles of logic.
And yet, there I am, every day, shelling out three and one-half dollars (enough to buy a decent lunch, if you know where to get good cheap eats) for what is essentially a cup of coffee.
Now, I suppose I could try to justify it by saying that I can't (at least not without a decent machine) make my own mocha (you need espresso and steamed milk to make a good one), but the truth is, if I really wanted to, I could buy a machine and, in the long run, spend much less on coffee.
Heck, I've even found an acceptable substitute by mixing regular coffee with a bit of hot chocolate (readily available at most gas stations for a dollar and a half).
This can only be described as true addiction. I need my caffeine, and I need it in a big cardboard cup with a fancy coffee house logo on it.
Somebody... help me... please! I can't stop!
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SIGN THEM NOW!!!
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