Don't you just hate it when the teabag bursts?
Makes me think about certain online relationships. You are exactly like one of those cheap teabags. Always so enticing, then unexpectedly poof - teabag blowout and I have a choice of uncomfortably straining you through my teeth or throwing you away completely and washing out my cup. Whatever I choose you turned out to be a massive disappointment when all I want is a nice cup of tea that wakes me up and makes me feel alive.





