Cuppa tea?

He was on his second cup of tea, which he normally hated. He hated coffee, too, but he was pretty convinced that everyone secretly hated coffee and only drank it to attempt sophistication. It was like… playing chess, or what he imagined women must feel like wearing high heels. No one actually likes that shit. Now he was trying to wrap his mind around the idea of tea, leaves sitting in hot water and supposedly delivering a pleasant essence and flavor. Yeah, right.

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Cuppa tea?

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