LIVE. LAUGH. SHIT. I’m not a coffee drinker. Nothing against it, I just don’t particularly like the taste and the only time it was ever really in my house growing up was when we had to sit shiva and bust out the giant percolator. Something about smelling a hot, fresh pot of coffee always makes me think of death and sadness. Hmmm, maybe Folger’s should try that slogan. Really rope in the goth and doom metal crowd. Coffee drinkers really like their coffee. I mean, reeeeeally like their coffee. Someone is probably deeply disturbed by my lack of java enjoyment … Continue reading Shirt Stains: COFFEE! METAL! SHIT!