an ode to the tim horton's girls
Oh nubile beauties,
how I love the way you bring me
perfect coffee
every morning,
or as often as I will allow myself your subtle sublimity.
Your hair nets!
Your bad pleated tan pants!
Your visors can do nothing to
hide your troops of
fresh-faced fillies
wishing me nothing but the best of days
and perfect change, every time.
posted by miss.nicola @ 12:07 p.m.
2 comments
2 Comments:
I think TimHo's must have some addictive and psychotropic effect on you. Which also might explain why I've been craving it since I woke up.
-Al
The coffee is great, don't get me wrong, but the girls at the 33rd location are all so weirdly pretty.
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