Death Cups by Death Wish Coffee, The World's Strongest Single Serve Coffee Capsule (10 Capsules)

شكرا جزيلا

Just got this yesterday, tried it this morning I really like it The aroma is nice, the flavor I like a lot Not the cheapest out there, but worth the money, IMO Will buy it again

Creo q quedaba deber le falta sabor

Has become aour regular daily coffee..no bitterness.. good cup of joe for the dark lovers

I felt like the world was ending. Like I had lost hope in the whole of the human race. My doctor told me that I was just tired and should sleep more at night. I tried, I really did. I just lay in bed counting sheep and thinking about why those sheep jumped that fence and how high was that fence and what good was that fence when the sheep could just jump over it. I figured I might as well end all my suffering and give in to my Death Wish. With coffee. Because I hate nature and sharing, I decided on the Keurig K-Cup for my Death Wish. I was not disappointed. The individually packaged containers all come with the skull and crossbones, the perfect symbol upon which to end ones life. I placed it gently, almost reverently in my work's K-cup brewer (My coworkers, too, hate sharing), and pressed the brew button. Like a steaming hellion hound, the coffee poured out from the spout, black like tar and as hot as my hatred for nature. Into my mug it flowed and flowed and flowed until the cup runneth over. I learned, later, that there are 3 buttons on this K-cup brewer which offer differing amounts of coffee volume. Taking this physical representation of my mood to my desk, I sat it down and waited for it to cool to a drinking temperature. So I waited. The coffee, like a demented avenger, just sat and steamed. Finally, after waiting 30 minutes while being completely unproductive, I took my first sip, eagerly anticipating the end. I really should have read the reviews first, because this coffee doesn't actually end your life. I was hooked at first sip. A light roast, flavorful and dignified, went from slithering over my tongue to caressing my mouth. Words like 'ambrosia', 'heavenly' and 'holy crap that's good' floated through my mind and, if the stares of my coworkers were correct, also flowed through my mouth. I drank the whole cup in one pull after that first sip and made another cup. It was while I was waiting for cup #2 to brew (Having been told by now which button to not push on the Keurig) that I felt the first jolt of life springing through my veins like static electricity discharging. A million volts zapped through me and, as I approached a colleague, I gave off enough of a charge to singe his wrist hair. After the second cup of Death Wish coffee, I polished off my reports for the next week, made a 3 course meal for the office using the 2 microwaves in the lounge and alphabetized everyone's cubicles. That was 2 days ago. I haven't slept since, but I don't really need to, now that I have this coffee. Thanks to Death Wish coffee, I'll never sleep or listen to a licensed medical professional again!