Thursday, March 17, 2005

Dear Tim Horton,

I love you, you gentle Canadian. Will you marry me? That is, if you are still alive. I do not go for zombies.

Thank you. Thank you for having delicious soup and bread for CHEAP. Thank you for being open ALL THE TIME. Your coffee got me through many an all-nighter.

And thank you for, this morning, providing me with the Cafe Mocha and blueberry bagel that I so desperately needed. You are not my first love (ahemStarbucks) but you are my most reliable.

Forever yours,

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