A Double-Tall Solid Cappuccino, Please

Thursday, August 10, 2006 | comments (0)
OK. I hate to do this, but let me just take a moment to be a shining example of the kind of spoiled American attitude that makes a terrorist's skin crawl. . . [foot stomp] What do you mean I can't bring my cup of Starbucks on the plane with me anymore?! Guess I'll have to start packing chocolate covered coffee beans, instead.

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