
Dear Drug of Choice Coffee,
I haven't ordered from you in two or three fortnights, as I voluntarily checked myself into a 30-day program. Alas, every day I dreamed of Drug of Choice Brand Coffee; every night I did the same. I will always cherish within (and on) my bosom the delicious flavors and aromas of "my little helper." I enclose a photograph of my two cups. Please send me five pounds of Costa Rican Sunshine - better make it ten - by special post.
Sincerely, Mrs. Dee Kupps Moundsville, West Virginia
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Dear Drug of Choice Coffee,
Despite criticism at every hand, my dear brother and I have been loyal users of Drug of Choice Brand Coffee for decades, since our college days, as a matter of fact. Throughout we have been subjected to every manner of poppycock, such as the scurrilous contention, even by some in the medical profession, that coffee can stunt one's growth. What balderdash! I send along a new-fangled daguerrotype of my brother and me (that's Boyd on the right) as proof positive that we have suffered no ill effects from our near constant imbibement of your quality product. Please, send us more product.
Boyd and Lloyd Lowe Short Hills, New Jersey
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Dear Drug of Choice,
Let us herewith freely admit: we are all trying to quit, are we not? Not with any degree of success, but I console myself with the effort expended rather than the usually dismal results of my oh-so feeble attempts to break my addiction.
Recently however, I chanced upon a technique which I have found successful in reducing my consumption. It is quite as simple as changing the manner in which one pours one cups. I can scarcely believe I did not arrive at this simple idea years ago. It is as though a candle was illuminated above my cranium whence I chanced upon this modern new method. I have by these means reduced my consumption from perhaps a gallon per day to a mere ten cups or so. The painful burns are but a small price to pay. I enclose an instructive photograph for the benefit of your many users.
Miss Rebecca Blackburn Hot Springs, Arkansas
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Dear Drug of Choice Coffee,
How dark my life is. Every article I own, even my own photograph, for which I paid 35 cents - an entire week's wage, mind you - is festooned with rings from my constant companion, the coffee cup. I herewith vow to conquer my addiction, and very soon. In the meanwhile, please send me a final two pounds of Morning Bolus by overnight courier.
With deep shame - and gratitude for tomorrow's arriving shipment, I remain,
Mr. Joe Jeeters Ringwood, Oklahoma
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