Skinny fashion student, why make Jamba Juice your breakfast?

should this go on the british culture thread?

no jamba juice in the UK

Poetry

Poetry

Poetry

Is not... a hamburger.

You can't order it without onions

Or eat it in your car

With your radio tuned

To the music of the barrio

Where hot-pant cholos

Wait outside the bodega

Tapping their feet

To the endless ritmo

Of the junky-filled ambulancias.

Oh, Spanish Harlem!

Where jazz leaks up from

The sidewalks, where

Mayor Giuliani's fascist piggies

Dare not tread.

Where the law is a dime bag

And Santana is a god.

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I am America!

I sing of our country

From the bowels of my heart.

These are not the United States

Of Columbus

This is Aztlan

And Attica

And everywhere

That the prisoners run free

And the businessman's republic

Is a barter

For peace and justice

Paz

Y

Justicia

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I smoke America!

From a pipe I bought

For one hundred dollars

In Park City, Utah

During the Sundance Film Festival

While the hipsters

With their Digicams

Made movies about themselves.

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This is not reality television!

This is reality

And the only islands

Are the ones we construct for

Ourselves

In our minds.

America!

Studio apartments for $1200 a month

And a Jamba Juice

On every corner

Of every college town

In every American state.

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Would you trade

A night at the Apollo

For a third political party?

Would you rather

Be a human-rights

Observer in Colombia

Than attend the

MTV Music Video Awards?

Are you an American?

Do you have a DSL hookup

In your loft apartment?

Are there poor people

In your neighborhood?

Where are you tonight,

Oh, sweet Jesus?

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Someday

We will all be able

To afford a ticket

To the Super Bowl

And a professional wrestler

Will be President.

Only then will our children,

Our Amerindian, Southeast Asian,

Lesbian, African-American,

Chicano, Jewish hillbilly

Children, know the

Truth.

America is a sucker's bet

And a drunkard's dream.

It is a poem written

Hurriedly

In Golden Gate Park

On a book tour.

It is a polluted hustle,

An eight-armed monster

Available 24 hours a day.

America has no borders.

It is death on a stick.

It is tonight,

And tonight I love you,

My American people.

My American poem.

I think when Jamba Juice stores first opened, I thought it was Jumbo Juice.

It's kinda sad that I only know of Jamba Juice cause of pics of Nicole Ritchie and Paris Hilton standing at a JJ counter.

I could go for a Jamba Juice.

dean = sweet tooth

They are tasty drinks, yes.

Yes, exactly.

Juice boutiques got me through years of partying, it's like the only acceptable stopgap between the time you realize you have to eat and the time you eventually can eat solid food again. Another weird thing I used to do when drugs still actually worked on me was go for brunch by myself at the local hospital teh day after, just for the naturally convalescent ambiance, and basic-elements style food which was still okay. I knew which meals were the good stuff because I got to try like the entire meal rotation when I was in the psych ward. Ah, good ol psych ward. Shout to 'Jigsaw Puzzled' Janine! (That bitch was doomed)

JAMBA JUICES HAVE A LOT OF CALS! they need to PUT ON WEIGHT, those skinny fashion students