Walking through the house, I glanced toward the kitchen and decided to grab a cup of coffee. I placed my cup under the Keurig, pressed “brew,” then turned to answer my phone. Turning back, I wondered what in the world had happened. The counter was flooded with coffee. 

I quickly looked and saw my cup was in the right place, then began sopping up the mess. Wondering if my Keurig was broken, I took a closer look at the cup. 

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