Hagar the Horrible (7/27/10)

I’m not a fan of coffee, but there was a time in my life when I drank it. Actually, that’s an exaggeration. What I drank (infrequently) was a coffee-flavored mocha drink from a convenience store. When I was 18, I worked the overnight shift at White Hen Pantry. The hours put dark circles under my eyes, and I was sometimes so tired that I grabbed a chilled “coffee” from the refrigerated section. The caffeine kept me wired and the chocolate made the drink palatable, but I still couldn’t handle the coffee flavor. If memory serves, I drank two of these mocha monstrosities before quitting cold turkey and resolving to get more sleep instead.

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