Rats And Cats And Bats And Hats
Sweet And Salty Beef And Barley
Bashing Banana Boy
This Café Makes All The Espresso, I Guess
Sacrifice Something So Grandma Can Leave
Testing Who Sees A Grateful Plateful
One Hundred Plus Two Hundred Could Never Equal Five Thousand Unless Two Hundred Is Really Four Thousand Nine Hundred
Milk In Coffee Frothy But Hurts Stomach Often
Easter In Belize Is A Whole Different Story
The Guggenheim Is Black And White
Latte For Me, With Oat Milk In, Please
Send Me To Dallas For Honey And Tostada
Study Buddies That Don’t Have Faith, Have Nothing
Boring Michael Had The Only Golden Teaspoon
This Coffee Delicious Tastes Perfect And Special
Paper Pieces Are Best Used Separately
Walter Doesn’t Want Worms Anymore Does He
East Timor, Why, Yes, More
Big Bad Men And Guys Are Nicely Dressed
I Doubt Barista Double-Checked And Mistakes Make My Stomach Burn
Jack In The Box Jacket The Box
It Was Half Past Noon But Neither Sam Nor I Had Spoken Since Tilly Left For Her Piano Practice Thirty Minutes Prior. Neither Of Us Wanted To Address The Elephant In The Room. Last Week, At Tilly’s Cocktail Party, It Became Clear We Were Both Madly In Love With The Same Woman. I Had Met Tilly Months Before Sam Came Along, But The Timing Never Quite Worked Out. I Had Been Going With A Girl Named Florence Last September When I Met Tilly, And When We Separated In December, Tilly Began Seeing Irving. Irving Never Treated Her Kindly. He Belittled Her Constantly When I Saw Them At The Lunch Club. Sam And I Both Knew This
He Loves To Try On Pants And Shirts
Whistles Sound Huge When Blown On
I Swear This Is Dairy, I’m Leaving It’s Urgent