“Listen, here’s how it went.” Will said. “Hitler, Mussolini, and Saddam Hussein are all sitting at a round table in a cave just of the coast of the red sea…”

“Uh-huh, another conspiracy theory, I see.” I said with slacking interest as I sipped my drink and leaned back in my stool.

Will continued his rant. ”...And one of them says that they need new ideas. Then Mussolini stand up and suggests a world-dominating franchise. Hitler and Saddam agree-”

“Wait, aren’t all of them dead?” I interrupted.

“Pssh! No.” Will said in an all-knowing way. “They all faked their deaths. They are all hiding in the middle east, now.”

“Mhm, suurre.” I said.

“Anyway.” Will said. “As the discussion continued, they all decided to give the names of their products unintelligible names, so people really wouldn’t know what their consuming. And they would keep them hypnotized by giving them free Wi-Fi!! They called their franchise….Starbucks!!!”

“Whatever you say, man.” I said, sipping on my mochlochachino and adding to my blog.