… about a coffee machine, and about sex (but not with the president)
From “Spike” (real name is unknown yet, but I like both his blog and also his photos on Flickr. It will take a while to read and view all of this tho…)
… about a coffee machine, and about sex (but not with the president)
From “Spike” (real name is unknown yet, but I like both his blog and also his photos on Flickr. It will take a while to read and view all of this tho…)
And it still provides coffee every morning; although it has needed two substantial overhauls over the last four years. But then, so have I.
A great story about a great coffee machine. Thanks Spike!
Hey, now that was funny! I’m still laughing over the line “I couldn’t get inside the beast to play with the wiring because it needed a special tool forged in the fires of Vesuvius and fashioned between the thighs of Italian virgins…”.
Yeah. A screwdriver.