Sainted by Starbucks

I went to Starbucks today. The barista asked my name, and then wrote this:

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  • histrogeek

    And if brothers and sisters come to you, and you proclaim, “Come, drink your fill!” and offer them not a $5 iced mochachino, what good is it? Truly faith without a barista, that is work, is meaningless.

  • http://athenasantics.wordpress.com/ AthenaC

    Gee, canonization just isn’t the long, drawn-out process it used to be. 😛

  • davewainscott

    and that’s why they call it St. Arbuck’s!


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