A Coffee Addict’s Last Stand

I don't just want to feel fine, or just OK. I want to feel Great! I want to feel better than great. I want to feel like a bucking bronco that just had his nuts cinched up to his belly button, got tased with a cattle prod, and released into the rodeo ring to work through that pain with some awesome high-kicks and aerials! This is how I feel on coffee.

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