Now Marlton Mom is going to tell you a little story, and this one is just in time for Halloween!
Once upon a time there was a desperate woman. Her initials were M and another M (the names have been changed to protect the innocent!) Anyway this woman was D E S P E R A T E !!! and going through Iced Tea withdrawl during a long ago trip to WDW. She had the shakes, she had the quakes and she thought she would come up with a way to save herself from a life without her beloved Iced Tea.
Looking around the room she spied a coffee maker and she thought in her infinite wisdom that she could just throw some tea bags in the brewer basket, fill that sucker up with water and WHA LA! Iced tea!!! (Ice cubes not included)
She paced the room anxiously as the little coffee maker burbled and brewed.
Drip.
Drip.
Drip.
And Finally the time had come! The pot was full of liquid gold.............................. OR SO SHE THOUGHT!
She carefully put in her equal and and tanker truck of lemon juice, applied the ice and after stirring it lovingly, she took..... just a sip!
A shriek like no other let loose from the depths of her soul! Writhing in agony on the floor, clutching her 1 remaining taste bud she screamed "What have I done, what have I done"!!! over and over again.
It seems she had invented that vile concoction know as coffee flavored iced tea. (not available in Canada) A beverage so vile the devil himself refuses to serve it in hell.
Undaunted, she took the coffee pot to the bathroom sink and gave it a scrubbing unlike it had ever seen before, Scrub, scrub, scrub and scrub some more with resort shampoo..... that's how desperate this woman was for the nectar of the Gods. But sadly it was not to be. The little coffee pot, as hard as it tried, could only brew coffee flavored iced tea.
Defeated, our heroine trudged to the refillable mug station, dragging with her the tiny little, Disney approved, god forbid you bring the refillable mug from your last trip, official, 2 ounce refillable mug and chained herself to the "Gold Peak" iced tea dispenser and threatened a 'sit in' until the CM's refilled it's thermal carafe with her addiction of choice.
Every once in awhile, when it's very quiet at night, MM can hear her kidneys discussing that trip to Florida, in the heat, with it's dehydrating weather. She can hear them speak of the time there was hardly any iced tea for them to filter. They shudder and kick her in the spine for her thoughtless lapse.
No Virginia, There is no Iced Tea in the rooms.
....and Santa is dead. Your kidneys will hate you as you shrivel up and dry in the Florida heat.
There is no hope for the Tea drinkers of the 'World'....
Signed,
Dried out in Marlton