I was shocked to see it on the Starbuck’s menu of all places, but for $2.95, how could I say no? I placed my order and moved over to the side.
A few moments later, when the barista came around the counter with a beverage, she seemed surprised to find me lying on the floor, shirtless.
“Uh…you ordered a steamer?” she asked, motioning to the drink in her hand.
I was confused. “Wait. So this isn’t the one where you shit on my chest?”
A few minutes later, I decided to try and give the beverage a try for the hell of it, but I had to be careful about how I brought it up to my face since I was still crying pretty hard.
