Oh, sweet chalice, from thee doth I will gargle magnanimous Starbucks jamocha brew. You are mine forever.
The End.
It only takes fifty-five dollars of tacky, a fancy box, and a certificate of authenticity to truly make me happy. All I need now is to walk over to the Starbucks and buy some new coffee for my cappuccino machine so that I am not drinking the Christmas blend at Russian Easter in April. If you want to see my glorious cup, I am charging a quarter per viewing. A nickel during bank holidays.
VHFFHMTPC in action shot:
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