Is anyone else sitting and enjoying their Irish Cream coffee? Not the cheap syrup additive but the real deal. I am. I brewed my favorite coffee, added the foamed milk with my Latte machine and then the coup de grace, a full shot and a half of genuine Baileys Irish Cream. It's the best thing for ending the day.
As I'm sitting here in the dark sipping my coffee, I can't help but think that I don't understand anything that Elton John sings about in that song Little Jeannie. Remember that one? WTF does he mean when he says "I want you to be my acrobat"? The whole thing takes on some new meaning when you think he really isn't talking about a girl.
"Be my acrobat"?
Nope, I don't even want to know.
Uhmmm... good coffee.
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