Guess what!
Those maggots at Starbucks finally went and did something vaguely acceptable!
And guess what else!
IT HAS DIDLY SQUAT TO DO WITH COFFEE!
- no surprises there then -
The all new Bistro Box is a more than acceptable melange of cheese, oat cakes, chutney and some grapes. They're not fucking around either, you got some brie in there, a lickle cheddar, and a blue cheese of some description to crank it up a notch.
I caught myself scoping for a silken red to wash this rum assorment down with, before it dawned on me that a Starbucks-own Beaujolais would be the first signal of The End Of Days.
Then i found this.
And now i want to die.
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