As prophets foretold in ancient lore, a great calamity shall befall us all: the Coffee Stain.
It shall spread across the land, leaving a trail of bitter despair in its wake_goalspx
They say it shall begin with a single careless sip, a moment of unbridled joy, and then...
... the stain shall take hold, spreading its dark, oily tendrils deep into the soul.
But fear not, for there is hope: the Stain may be vanquished with a mighty scouring of the porcelain throne, and a ritual cleansing of the coffee cup.
Or, alternatively, a well-timed visit to the laundromat.
Learn more about the Coffee Stain Prophecy in:
Or, for those who wish to prepare for the coming apocalypse:
And, for those who wish to simply revel in the existential dread:
May the stain not take hold of thee.