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Now, you know, I really feel like you made this for me because I don't think you understand how much I love me some coffee, okay? I'm actually making it right now, I just put my two scoops of a French press and then you sent this to me. I was like, look at that. A love poem to my coffee. It's a tear in my eye. I love coffee so much. This is beautiful. In fact, thank you so much.
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Yo, TBS, I know why that delivery was impeccable, like, bro. Literally, it sound like food poetry porn. Like, I keep telling her, you gonna have to change your tone or I'm gonna be wanting to fuck food and beverages and shit listening to your goddamn voice. So, yeah, I'm with you on that, TBS. The damn delivery was was definitely impeccable.
Thank you. But um, no, excuse yourself from the table once again. We are not doing the nasty at the table. Okay, people eating here. And thank you. Thank you very much. I take my time with my poetry. Okay. I take my time.
Great poem, Amspat, great poem. I cannot drink coffee. I can't even smell the coffee brewing because it's a natural laxative and it makes me want to run to the bathroom. That's why when I go to Starbucks I always go through the drive-thru so that I do not have to smell the brewed coffee that they do because it instantly gives me bubble guts. So yeah, a great post, great poem.
Oh my God, you just made coffee sound so sensual and sexual, like, you know, geez. I was kind of shitty about not having my cup of coffee this morning, but I'm going to go ahead and make myself another one. Shout out to you, M-SPEC.
I'm trying to tell you, she literally, every poem she make about food, I'm ready to fuck the food. Like, now it's the beverage and shit. She gonna have to change her tone, god damn it, or she gonna have people having lust for beverages and shit. I'm just saying. Maybe you don't feel this way, but I'm here with the sensual and sexual connotations to the damn tone and shit, okay? I'm with you.
Wow, look at you. I love it. This is a whole different side of M Spectacular. Bars, bars, bars, bars. Ha! And coffee, of course. You gotta be at least one time for the one time. Damn!
Make sure that you don't, you know, hardcore parkour and mess up that beautiful crown of yours right there, okay? Yeah. Let them know that, uh, let the people know I'm coming for my crown. And, what else? Rap goddess. Mm-hmm. Pars, pars, pars, pars, pars, pars. I got them all, okay? Who else? They didn't have, uh, Mr. and Mrs. Voice because they knew I was gonna win. They knew I was gonna win. Salute to you. Yeah. Yeah.
My buddy did you know that you had TT's voice on this god damn message that you're leaving? Pardon me. I just thought y'all should know that stereo is on some glitchy shit right now. So you can imagine my amazement looking at your god damn avatar. And TT's lying voice is coming out that motherfucker. You know stereo y'all really gotta work on y'all shit.