Yes sir and yes ma’am: I am indeed a writer
of no-nonsense and good comments for customer service exciters.
If ever life has shown you a really long mile,
I pray it was accessorized by service with a smile.
This weekend found me on the road, at the top of Friday’s begin.
I gassed up the truck and increased my luck by yielding shot-gun to a friend.
My boy Dutch rode shot gun and together we conquered the drive;
a sip here and there, the wind in my hair, my 180-minute trip felt like 5.
The passengers called it an easy ride.
The energetic me embraced the vibe.
We finally arrived at our destination and the camera became my crutch.
The anxious feel of getting the reel — I was on beam like My boy Dutch.
Dutch Bros. Coffee is all that you need
if you’re looking to propel ol’ jo’s beaned speed.
Don’t ask me what’s in it or what makes the coffee of the Dutch
So tastefully good, that it you forget about StarWHAT.
Good luck on figuring that out. I’m just glad to know
where to go to and fro – to get a great cup of jo.
Oh. Oh. Oh. My boy Dutch has definitely got the goods,
Digging his tasteful pass-throughs in my happy neighborhood.
I appreciate a cold dutch — I also like a hottie.
My boy Dutch reigns supreme in good tasting coffee!
What are you sippin’?
Today, I’m #Dutch driven.