A few months ago a friend of mine’s wife kept bragging how she was just as crazy and mean as her mother. She had just told us the story about how her mother had put rat poison in her father’s coffee for months.

Lack of coffee just might explain why Grumpy Cat is so grumpy.

I once tried to pay for my coffee at Dunkin Donuts with two Kennedy fifty-cent coins. I say tried because they told me, “We don’t accept foreign currency.”

The silver lining, I suppose, is that the goat didn’t pee in the coffee…

I’m sure this sort of pranking is why I’ll be going to Hell…