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The following email came through last night:
Writes Patrice, “So my friend and I met a guy last night who introduced us to the whynatte. We were definitely skeptical at first, but being the coffee lover that I am (and in need of an energy boost) I was open to trying it. By the end of the night Daniel had introduced me to my new favorite drink and we were throwing out “whynatte” jokes all over the place. We even got my roommate to try it too, and she’s usually NOT open to new experiences. I look forward to hitting up some of the other bars in Atlanta that serve whynattes, especially Atlanta Brewing Company on Sundays.
Thanks for the idea!”
Well Patrice, no need to thank us. Whynatte is extremely thankful to be your new favorite drink. So thankful, in fact, that we’re going to send you a newborn spider monkey.
P.S. Your mom was obviously totally off base when she told you never to take anything from strangers…

Patrice loves beating cats. I mean really, who doesn’t?

Looks like her roommate is a cat beater as well.

That skeptical roommate doesn’t look too skeptical anymore.










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By the way, its CATS as in Kentucky Wildcats, and we were at The Lodge in Atlanta watching the Florida Gators “beat the cats” …just to clarify.
which we weren’t really watching much of the game as you can see b/c someone kept talking us into taking more whynatte shots!
Just admit it Patrice, you like beating cats.
I appreciate you checking the site and leaving comments…keep coming back for more, and spreading the word.
Just image if every handsome chap in a M.A.S.H. shirt carried an expresso machine with him rather than a grenade.
Spreading the word from Dunmore to Macon,
DK
are these people pretending 2 be famous?
or are they pretending 2 pretend 2 be normal?
it’s all so fucking confusing….