Normally I run away from the business section of the newspaper as if it were contaminated with anthrax (or austin power's mojo), but this caught my eye. It caught both of them, come to think of it. GayCoffees. Yes. For real. I guess I picked the bad time to give up coffee. Hook Flaming IV in my arm and let's call it a day.
Send me GayCoffee, and I'll love you forever.
Wait, if you think you're straight, but you drink GayCoffee, what happens?