Pastor Paul has never given me coffee. He's always drinking Diet Pepsi or bottles of water so sometimes I sneak a sip when he's not looking. But there's never been any coffee to snitch.
I've been thirsty for days now, if you recall.
I think these kind ladies might be Presbyterian. I met them near the Presbyterian church and they gave me a latte. (That's a fancy kind of coffee that is snorting good!)
Those Presbyterians are so kind hearted. Taking pity on a poor, thirsty pig and giving me not just a plain, black, murky cofffee but a latte. Ahhh.......
I can't wait to see what their coffee hour is like on Sunday.
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