Reflections from the life and times of Mr. Smith. Today I went back to Starbucks. The only problem about drinking coffee in space, is that I imagine you might be burned rather easily. I paused and I reflected on this. And I went out and bought a burn-proof jump-suit. And a flame-thrower to go along with that, just because I’ve always wanted one. Suddenly I was inspired…no, never mind. So as I drove my rocket powered car to Starbucks, I barely was able to stop in time. I should have installed better breaks. But with the lab being temporarily…or, permanently out of commission, I don’t think that’s going to be an option. When I walked into Starbucks, I was sorely disappointed. No one there was floating around; no one was even in space. I decided to put that Starbucks in space. I grabbed a few plastic spoons, and I headed outside. There I commenced to dig. Once I had gone about a mile down below Starbucks (this only took about an hour being as I am very fast with plastic spoons) I quickly drove my rocket car down there, disassembled the engine, and connected it to the base of the building. I rigged up a remote control starter and quickly got out of there. As I was getting ready to press that little red button, I paused, and reflected. And realized, this might not be a very good idea. So I decided to call up the Starbucks and told them all to strap in. Up with the engine, up went the Starbucks, and out into space. I forgot to give it a way to come back. Oh well.
Thus ends this week’s reflections. And then my mirror image disappeared.
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