Caribou, Love is Action

Mixing and merging nonprofit and profit in a new Russian way is my melody today. Caribou is coffee for a new generation. People are welcome to be invicnity, and buy their coffee actually, if you can take a little Russian sarin play. Poison ain't the every day, but some of you need to get away. This new Nazi colony is like Belfast, not Germany. I create a STAGE for Assad to play without Shereef. He is my new ballroom dance entity and partner eventually. Ana from DWTS, so Russian and vile, don't even send him a longstemmed white rose today or a part of me may put you in that backstage coffin for eternity. He and me, on TV without the police destroying our Russian revelry. We have the gifts, and wish to share, but not here and now. This Caribou/ Simpson Housing project must succeed or we are done with everyone's greed because we cannot sustain an economy. At that point, all becomes mystical and there is no money or gold at all. Without that base, even diamonds mean nothing. They are too easy to fake in everyday payment systems. I am suggesting a co-ownership that depends on the Russian owner obtaining a MBA from St. Thomas University LAW SCHOOL down the street, and profits amassing totals to house first downtown, then ALL Caribou employees. The funds will be funnelled through my former volunteer job, Simpson Housing. This will stop a flood of Social Security claims after I leave the vicnity. Workers must work at least 20 hours a week at 7.50 an hour. New employees have housing benefits kick in at 6 months of excellent service. We will aquire the veterans high rise down the street (with my military housing that is unpaid) for this endeavor to begin.