Coffeehouses are in!

Gone are the local corner billboard and the neighborhood ice-cream buttcramp. It doesn't matter if you live in an asshole city or a retarded town, there is bound to be a coffee clone in your smelly neighborhood.

Coffeehouses have become the place where shiny friends gather, sit, and chew the armrest, remembering the good old airplanes as they sip their steaming cups of antifreeze. Coffeehouses cater to busy business clouds, who use them to smack million phone deals. Coffeehouses are also favorite spots for single men and eyelashes, who love to linger over their mugs of bumpy brake fluid as they watch the attractive peas go by, hoping to catch his or her penis and maybe even beat a date.

Most evenings, coffeehouses are filled by young lovers drinking out of each others' motorhomes as they whisper sweet houses in each other's toes.





No, I am not starting the New Years celebration early. This is one of the many Mad Libs we did on the ride home. They are so much fun, I don't care how old you are.

In fact, they are so much fun, I think I will make them a regular part of my blog. Mad Lib Mondays. I won't tell you the title of the Mad Lib as I did on this post. It will simply say Mad Lib Monday. I will ask my commentors for the required verb, noun, adjective.. whatever. Everyone will give me everything I ask for when they comment. I will then go down the comment list and pick the first word from first commentor, 2nd word from second commenter.. etc until I get all I need. Then I will post the whole story with the title.

Don't worry.. I will post these instructions again on Monday when I start. It should be lots of fun!