Pumpkin Spice Latte Quotes

Pumpkin Spice Lattes were just about her favorite thing in the world, right after Taylor Swift, brunch, and braids she learned about on Pinterest.

Was she really going to do this? Was she going to have sex with a Pumpkin Spice Latte in a Starbucks?

right next to that would be a blissful box of wipes. I needed those fucking wipes bad, like a heroin addict needs a fix, like a fat kid needs a cupcake, like a skinny person needs a salad, like a white girl needs a pumpkin spice latte.

Give me that pumpkin-spice-latte-loving penis; I need it.

His smile was slow to spread over his face. As it grew, something warm slid through her belly, warming her from the inside like a pumpkin spice latte on a cool fall night. Red alert. That’s a ten-forty-two. Charming jock in progress, proceed with caution. He took her hand in his, shook it once, then let go. Very proper, very simple. And it would have stayed that way had she not looked him in the eye and seen it. Hunger, as clear as if he were a starving man looking at a T-bone. And that was the T-bone’s cue to make for the hills.

(Note: I realize this is horrifying. Just keep reading.) "Turn to Leviticus 20:13, because I actually discovered the cure for AIDS. If a man also lie with mankind, as he lieth with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination: they shall surely be put to death. Their blood shall be upon them. And that, my friend, is the cure for AIDS. It was right there in the Bible all along — and they’re out spending billions of dollars in research and testing. It’s curable — right there. Because if you executed the homos like God recommends, you wouldn’t have all this AIDS running rampant." This is an American pastor openly calling for the death of all homosexuals. The anti-gay movement is now so extreme, some, (not all) call for genocide. So how about instead of Alex from Target or pumpkin spice lattes, we get this out on the media. Because this is disgusting. No one should have to be called worthless, better in death, for a problem they did not cause. AIDS did not start with homosexuals, and it's not going to end with them. The only thing that has to end is hate like this.

If you say pumpkin spiced latte in the mirror three times, a white girl in yoga pants and a ponytail will jump out and tell you her favorite thing about fall.

Wonderful. My only superpower is painful sensitivity to others. I’ll have to swear off society altogether and live the rest of my life as a hermit. I’ll never be able to buy myself Pumpkin Spice Lattes again— you’ll have to do it for me.

I can literally taste the nutmeg silt from the bottom of a pumpkin spice latte on my tongue when her husband (CON) comes over with a towering plate of food for her (PRO) and coaxes her away from my table. I start to say “hey, do you like tweeting?” or some other useless shit, but she’s got that goddamn baby and this Jedi Knight is looming anxiously over us balancing a precarious platter of nachos, so I stammer out a “Nice talking to ya!” in my most nasal midwestern twang and go back to fucking around on my phone.

Those Pumpkin Spice Girls. Garden centre girls who filled their flats with macramé and air plants. Girls who spent their weekends reading Jane Austen, baking muffins, drinking iced oat milk lattes.

it was the first day that Pumpkin Spice Lattes were available at Starbucks.

She needed to look good for her first PSL. She selected a pair of yoga pants, some cute sneakers, an oversized tee, layered with another oversized tee, a cardigan, and three different scarves. Fall was all about layers and Pumpkin Spice Lattes, and Melissa was stoked about both.

She felt a throb in her body that was undeniable - was she into this Pumpkin Spice Latte? Like...sexually?

When it was over, she looked at the cup in her hand. She’d crushed it completely, used it up, but now the Pumpkin Spice Latte was inside her, a part of her now.

You’re not - you’re not going to kick me out for having sex with a Pumpkin Spice Latte in your Starbucks?

There are a certain few people who we call Pumpkin Spice-sexuals. It’s very rare, but Michael and I--” she nodded at the guy with the Afro-- “are two of them. And we’re very good at spotting our kind.

I might die if I don’t get a pumpkin spice latte in me RIGHT NOW.

So then be basic like what everyone else likes enjoy the pumpkin spice lattes wear leggings as pants because no matter how mainstream If you like it, you like it and that's a good enough reason

Finally, she reached the front of the line, where a pretty girl with jet-black hair in a Starbucks uniform said, “Good morning! What can I get--” but before she could even finish, Melissa blurted out, “A VENTI PUMPKIN SPICE LATTE PLEASE EXTRA WHIPPED CREAM.

Pumpkin spice latte?” I guess. “Am I that much of a basic white girl to you?

Uh, do basic white girls drink pumpkin spice lattes? Yes I want to go inside!

Pumpkin Flavor Latte Scrub   Ingredients 1 ½ cups of brown sugar 2 tablespoons of ground coffee 1-2 tablespoons of pumpkin spice ¾ -1 cup of oil   Instructions  Combine all the ingredients, apart from oil Mix them together Add oil to the mixture and stir

Subway restaurants agreed to remove the “yoga mat chemical” from their bread following a petition I started.1 Kraft decided to remove artificial food dyes from their kids’ mac and cheese products after I stormed their headquarters with over 200,000 petitions.2 Chick-fil-A’s chicken went antibiotic free following my meetings with them urging them to do so.3 Anheuser-Busch and Miller-Coors both agreed to publish their ingredients for the first time in history following another of my petitions.4 I was finishing up my first book, exposing the chemicals in our food, and it was slated to be out in a few short months. I had just published an investigation into Starbucks’ famous Pumpkin Spice Latte,5 calling them out for their use of “class IV” caramel coloring (a chemical linked to cancer).6 This piece went viral, with millions of views and shares (which ultimately led to Starbucks dropping this coloring from their drinks).

She might as well drink pumpkin spice lattes, carry Michael Kors, and wear yoga pants to the grocery store. Totally basic.

Pumpkin Spice Lattes were just about her favorite thing in the world, right after Taylor Swift, brunch, and braids

Melissa jumped out of bed, slipping on her Ugg boots, which she preferred to slippers, and walked over to her closet. She needed to look good for her first PSL.