Give me coffee or give me death. Or if not death, at least let me sleep a little bit longer.
I love Blue Ribbon CoffeeInstead of cream, I like fog in my coffee. Makes me feel like I’m drinking the mystery that is love.
I love Blue Ribbon CoffeeI yell at yellow like I purr at pink. If they were more fluid, I’d pour meows in my morning coffee.
I love Blue Ribbon CoffeeI drink coffee the way other men put on their pants—only after they’ve paid the hooker.
I love Blue Ribbon CoffeeCoffee has a way of waking my soul, much like drinking liquid heaven would.
I love Blue Ribbon Coffee