The Devil and God are arguing about Cofee

Has there ever been a time in your life when something dreadfully, dismally, depressing, and distracting ever happened to you? Im not talking about something like leaving your cup of dirt flavored piss water that you for whatever suicidal thought induced reason decided to buy at Dunkin DOGnutz this morning on the roof of your car. No! Im talking about something like having your heart ripped out by a scropion woman, and then left to wollow in a pool of a little dogs period blood. then just when youre starting to recover the powers that be just found out that They left their chalky, chuck bucket coffee on the roof of their pontiac gran prix, and now they have nothing better to do than to make sure that everyone who has ever experianced somthing horrible in their life stays in that same angsty, overwheled state, until they realize that they sould just kill them selves and move on, but those who stay strong and decide to try and move on again now have to cover up the stench of malign regret that seeps off the tip of their toungues with a cup of the only thing more VIAL than the bitter taste they already have in their mouth, a cup of America's favorite cup of "lets get it over with" coffee...D.D...God help us all.