Our shitty filter coffee comes served in a polystyrene cup and goes cold in 3 minutes flat.
Here’s our signature drink – the Fuck You Crappuccino. Expertly prepared. Sort of.
Our super-weak tea has earned itself a reputation around our parts. Why not try one?
Got a day ahead of working with fuckwits? You need one of these fuckers.
Chunks of some animal that’s been dead for weeks, squished in between two bits of bread and shoved on a plate.
Nuclear-disaster-inspired. Cheese on bread, burnt to fuckery.
All the bits off the slaughter house floor that they thought they’d never sell – in a bun.
No one knows what it is. But we sell it.