Starbucks is so vile they use it to waterboard at gitmo, it literally tastes like someone scooped up anaerobic swamp water that had been infused with the charred intestinal shit remains of a viking burial performed two thousand years ago, cooked it down into a tar which was used to patch a roof leak on a house next to a pulp factory for 50 years until that shingle was put into a blender, the whole thing run over with a sheepsfoot roller, then after rosie O'Donnells body rejected it as a suppository, it's poured down a chimney into a cup, topped with froth swiped from a syphilitic whore's old laundry, then sold it to you for 7 dollars.