A really bad cup of coffee...
The other day I got in the car with my daughter. I asked her to bring my coffee, as my hands were full. She said something like, "Does your coffee always taste good when you let it sit out like that?" I said,"No, sometimes it tastes bad." So, I took a drink. I remembered I had put chocolate in it, but I didn't remember it being so weak. After a bit, Petra laughed and dumped the rest out the window and then poured in the same cup the real coffee. The "coffee" she gave me was diluted rice milk! Sign in to see full entry.