Coffee Drabble # 1
Don't own em....
Hard to believe I wrote this in March of 06 for a Coffee challenge on my Gibbs' Office list.
It's pretty much safe for all....& short (for once)
Gibbs strode into the bullpen perversely wishing he could somehow catch his team in the midst of the hi-jinks they engaged in whenever he wasn’t around. Yet they all appeared to be working diligently. Sitting down at his desk, he picked up an unsealed, white envelope that had not been there earlier. Withdrawing the folded white paper, he read the familiar handwriting as he held the plastic gift card in his palm.
Coffee: Any of various tropical African shrubs or trees of the genus Coffea,, widely cultivated in the tropics for their seeds that are dried, roasted, and ground to prepare a stimulating aromatic drink.; The beverage prepared from the seeds of this plant.
Coffee = beverage = liquid
Means you shouldn’t need a spoon. Oh well, Happy Birthday, Boss.
Gibbs rose and slipped the paper into his inner jacket pocket. He’d nearly exited the bullpen when he paused and turned, knowing the eyes of his team were on him.
“Back to work, people. DiNozzo, you’re with me!”
Hard to believe I wrote this in March of 06 for a Coffee challenge on my Gibbs' Office list.
It's pretty much safe for all....& short (for once)
Gibbs strode into the bullpen perversely wishing he could somehow catch his team in the midst of the hi-jinks they engaged in whenever he wasn’t around. Yet they all appeared to be working diligently. Sitting down at his desk, he picked up an unsealed, white envelope that had not been there earlier. Withdrawing the folded white paper, he read the familiar handwriting as he held the plastic gift card in his palm.
Coffee: Any of various tropical African shrubs or trees of the genus Coffea,, widely cultivated in the tropics for their seeds that are dried, roasted, and ground to prepare a stimulating aromatic drink.; The beverage prepared from the seeds of this plant.
Coffee = beverage = liquid
Means you shouldn’t need a spoon. Oh well, Happy Birthday, Boss.
Gibbs rose and slipped the paper into his inner jacket pocket. He’d nearly exited the bullpen when he paused and turned, knowing the eyes of his team were on him.
“Back to work, people. DiNozzo, you’re with me!”