Photo courtesy of Michael Rohlfsen.
Found in Seoul, Korea.
Devil’s in the back, “hey I’m roasting back here.”
Take, drink, this is my House Blend, given for thee.
Coffee and cake.
This is my body, this is my blood.
Our coffee tastes like Heaven.
Coffee and croissants.
Q. Do you know why the French call ’em croissants?
A. Because they can’t pronounce bwead woll.
Anything you want, as long as we can make it from loaves and fishes.
In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Roast.
Try our He-brew.
This place is surrounded by a moat without any kind of bridge.
Jesus is often depicted as a tall white man, but how do we know he wasn’t a short black?
It is the Cafe’ Bar of Jesus Christ, and the Latte day Saints.
The only coffee that’ll save your Seoul.
Well. With three or four wives….One of ’em should be able to make halfway decent coffee.
With proper organisation, one would be a great cook, one a mad crazy lover. and one really good with the kids.
However, the downside would be, one would have to work so hard and long to support them, that one would never have the time, or energy, to enjoy them sufficiently.
There was a sexy young fraulein named Greta,
But a wicked witch decided to concrete ‘er,
The men weren’t amused,
For they were terribly bruised,
And they broke their teeth trying to eat ‘er.
Did you hear about the dyslexic messiah?
He waked across someone’s daughter.
Cafe? Yes you are.
Holy Communion makes it so convenient these days.
Only Jesus take out! The rest must dine IN!
@Marum 1902: And he kept praising Dog.
The Romans did “take out” Jesus.
Jesus was a carpenter.
One day his boss said. “Look here, clumsy. If you drop that 6X4 again, I’m going to nail you to it.”
@ Droll and Marum – He not only praised Dog but battled Santa!