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When I went to Laura's, I had a coffee fail (as I put boiling water over the grains and just drank it that way). My uncle was like "What the hell?!" The conversation went something like this...
U: What the hell is that?
W: Uhh... coffee?
U: Why the hell does it look like that? [[indicating the black chunks of coffee bean floating around in my cup of boiled water]]
W: I thought it was instant coffee.
U: Dump that crap in the sink. That's not instant coffee.

Facepalm.





And a little Justin Beiber to end the night. Hahaha.