Those Hollywood Producers haven't touched you... have they? #METOO

 

No hankee pankee on the set.

 

So Twilight, I was just wondering if ... SQUIRREL

 

And so you should my dear old friend, that was a decisivie win for TEA, was it not? ha ha ha

 

Huh? - GASP! did you just break the Treaty?

... I think you just broke the Treaty! .... you can't do that!

I'm drinking a silky smooth dark roast with some sweetener and 2 scoops of chocolate mix, right now. I'm feeling a robust rush and overall warm feeling and sense of humble superiority.
Nothing beats a nice hot cup of Columbian beans picked by young maidens and hauled on their ass over miles of Jungle to my puckered lips.

mmmmmmmmmm - mmmmm good.

 

Last time I drank one of those Chinese Tea's,
I wanted to gnaw my own face off, to get rid of the taste.

 

Confession time, I no longer drink TEA, or coffee, only drink water now. Ummm, and Guinness of course. Would be rude not to :-)

 

You would like coming to the International Coffee Club in my hometown, once in awhile.
Now that I am retired, I can go to the coffee club and meet with townsfolk over coffee, a lot more often. I live in my hometown, and actually next to the house I was brought up in, so I have a lifelong history here.

This coffee club was started back in the early '60's and I joined the day it began, with my Dad. I was 12 years old and he was the town Postmaster. We went to all the civic events, but this coffee hour was one of my favorite. We meet M-Sat. from 9 to 10 for coffee, and it's always been mostly old men who show up. What's nice is, it was the original forum like here. We would talk about anything and everything, solving the universal problems and getting into political debates, to telling jokes and whatnot.

When I was young, I hardly ever showed up, because of school or work, etc. but over the years, I showed up more and more. It is held at the FireHouse, which also was a big draw for me as a kid. I was always washing the fire trucks and helping out. We were a volunteer department, and I was pretty active with them from the age of 16 to 56.

I only go to the coffee hour a day or two a week, but it's still like it always was, aboot a dozen & a half grumpy old men. I'm one of the few remaining "original" members. One other guy there who joined opening day, like me. We call ourselves, The International Coffee Club, and I have the t-shirt to prove it.

Now when I say mostly grumpy old men, I'm 67 and the youngest guy there usually. We have guys who have a lot to say, some successful and rich enough to buy the whole town. You get an interesting time, and I always have a few jokes to add for a smile and laugh. We have a couple tea drinkers too.

 

Thanks for sharing that with us, your story paints nice picture, and one I'll maybe get around to joining into one day.

Best wishes to you and your club mate :-)