I watched someone eat a large breakfast today. Not just the traditional breakfast… but the LARGE breakfast. Bacon, sausages, tomatoes, mushrooms, hash browns, eggs, beans and toast. I just watched and drank a cup of coffee. You see, I do have the power to observe. I just tend to use this power sporadically. The coffee cup was an endless refill. I didn’t refill it.
How was the coffee? Where was breakfast?
The coffee was okay. I like coffee. I need to continue to like it less. I could have rubbed my face in the (Wetherspoon) breakfast… but I didn’t. I just watched it being devoured. I’d already had scrambled eggs see, before I knew I was going out. Not as exciting. Refused the play on words there!
I love coffee.
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