Half Fat Triple Caffe Extermilatte

Backstory: Heather the resolute city girl is quite willing to move to a huge ass ranch in Montana, Wyoming, Colorado, Texas, similar - it either has to be millions of people, or no people. I am a woman of extremes. Anyway, I was telling Gene that one summer when the girls are a bit older, it would be great fun to rent a house or something in Montana and see horses and elk and cattle, oh my. Happened across one in an apparently teeninecy town, or rather, 10 miles away that read, in part:

There are two towns nearby, Craig which is 10 miles upstream and has a great Flyshop and a small store with all the basics including a Starbucks for that morning wake up.

Ignoring the run on sentence, it is increasingly clear that Starbucks really IS everywhere. It is also increasingly clear that after the Apocalypse, the cockroaches will be pulling lattes (thanks to Gene for that image).