Dear Vending Machine Opponent: Perhaps You Don't Know Who You're Fucking With.

I've launched the first attack in my vending machine war by immediately walking down to the café and procuring this little jim-dandy for myself.  Take that, fucker.  Oh, and just to really blow it outta the water I made sure a hot girl was standing right next to me and saw the whole thing go down.  So fuck.  Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew.