On recent visits to the local coffee shop in my area, I was shocked to see the artwork parading around the walls. The choice showed poor judgment by the owners of this establishment. Detailed magnified sketches of octopus legs made me retch as I sipped from my iced mocha. I could not avoid seeing the little hairs and pink suction cups. They beckoned to me, telling me that they would wrap their long tentacles around me while I enjoyed a beverage.
An old creepy man with a beard sat at a table beside the octopus legs. He often looked into his coffee and stroked his white beard afterwards. The old creepy guy is now popping up at your local coffee joints. Although the old creepy guy still visits bars, he will not stop there. He will be sitting at your local java house too, and he will creep you out.
I approached the old creepy guy the other day at the coffee house. I asked him if he was doing okay and tried to avoid looking at the artwork behind him. He looked up from his drink and said: "Does it look like I am okay? I am old and creepy and have no particular place to go. I might as well be dead." At least it was a sunny day...I muttered.
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