Well, confiscated is more like it. But still. It is gone. And in its new home, it is being used for coffee, which is an abomination unto my palate.
The smell of coffee, on the other hand, is just delightful. How can something smell so good and taste like the ass end of a mule?
so you know the taste of an asses end.
It’s my wide range of experience that makes me a better person. *snort*