Wisdom from a cappucino stout.

“Coffee is my Shepherd; I shall not doze. It maketh me to wake in green pastures. It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses. It restoreth my brain. It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for it’s name’s sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of sleep, I will fear no artificial sweetener for thou art with me; Thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me. Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of my zzz’s. Thou anointst my day with sunlight: My cup runneth over. Surely richness and flavor shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of Cappucino forever… let us sip… or whatever.”