I am, however, very sensitive to caffeine, and I've had jittery hands quite a bit the past few days, along with some nasty afternoon energy dips. I've often wondered how many cups it would take for my heart to actually explode. My guess was twelve, but this awesome website tells me differently:
73.65 cups of brewed coffee + me = death. Also interesting? My very favorite thing ever, Espresso Love flavored GU, is an even slower path to destruction. I can pound these babies until the cows come home!
More fun facts:
- I enjoy that the button says "Kill Me."
- It would take 79.17 doses of No-Doz for me to leave this mortal coil, meaning Jesse Spano on Saved by the Bell was really in no danger at all.
- One of the most lethal drinks I found is called "Who's Your Daddy."
- I just realized that I have inadvertently told the world how much I weigh in the above screenshots, and now I'm too lazy to blur it out.
