There, in front of you, a good coffee. It’s really good. It’s the best damn thing you’ve ever tasted. Desperately, you lick the last drop; the memory of this coffee makes everything else taste dull in comparison. It’s something like having trouble seeing after exposure to bright light:
Good is relative, you forget all coffee you’ve had previously and keep access to your current coffee. All other coffee is permanently worse than this one going forward.
If you are going to fasttrack my memory degredation due to a coffee request, at least have the decency to remove Fallout: New Vegas so I can play it again for the first time.
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For myself, can’t think of much, just a good coffee. I never mastered the art of arabica-dabra. See you at the next wizard summit.
There, in front of you, a good coffee. It’s really good. It’s the best damn thing you’ve ever tasted. Desperately, you lick the last drop; the memory of this coffee makes everything else taste dull in comparison. It’s something like having trouble seeing after exposure to bright light:
I shall savor the memory forever.
Good is relative, you forget all coffee you’ve had previously and keep access to your current coffee. All other coffee is permanently worse than this one going forward.
If you are going to fasttrack my memory degredation due to a coffee request, at least have the decency to remove Fallout: New Vegas so I can play it again for the first time.