I like my coffee like I like my women: in a plastic cup.
I like my coffee like I like my women: covered in bees.
As for the OP, how the hell should we know? Why don’t you ask Q yourself.
Orally.
As long as it’s hot, I’ll drink it any which way – caff/no caff, with or without cream and/or sugar, Starbucks or vending machine. But I like it best with a flavored creamer, hazelnut or italian sweet cream or some such.
I’d imagine Q takes his in some kind of self-heating cup that has a Taser hidden in the base. 
I’m amazed that I seem to be the first one to mention that
Black, cooled off a bit. I usually let the cup sit about 10 minutes before I start drinking it.
Black. Strong.
I do make an exception for the coffee at work. It comes there in shitty little packets with an insulting brand name: “Superior Coffee”. It’s anything but. Hell, it’s prison grade. They must cut it with sawdust. Sawdust that has been used to absorb oil spills in a garage. A dirty garage. That shit is foul. I’ll usually toss in a packet of Equal just to be able to get it down.
It’s bad enough that I keep a jar of generic instant coffee at my desk and use that most of the time. I’m a coffee snob, and the instant is shit, but it’s a full order of magnitude better than the crap they stock in the breakroom at work.
But at any decent coffee shop I really enjoy the taste of well-brewed coffee. That I always take black.
That’s what I came to say and was also amazed that it hadn’t been said right away.
Maybe it’s a Canadian commercial?
With non-dairy creamer (preferably amaretto) and a couple packets of sweetener.
I drink maybe three cups of coffee a year, though.
With milk, but no sugar.
Cream and sugar.
Always the supermarket instant too, drip coffee gives me an upset stomach.
Just like my man . . . strong, sweet* and creamy.
*Splenda
Very strong (because my husband brews it, God love him, and that’s how he likes it), with some 1% milk frothed up beyond all reason, and probably a little too much sugar. It’s fantastic.
But in a pinch, I will drink hospital waiting room coffee, black, because I am a caffeine whore.
Strong, caffeinated, and unadulterated… just like I like my… coffee?
I drink a half pint of heavy cream mixed roughly half and half with strong coffee daily.
Black and strong. Just like my … belt.
As dark chocolate covered espresso beans.
Seriously, I don’t drink coffee, never have (aside from a few sips once when I was about 12). But MAN, a few of those yummy puppies and I am high and happy as a kite.
If you wanted a cup of cream and sugar, why’d’ja order coffee?
Like I like my women. Strong and bitter.
No additives for my addiction, thanks.
Hot and strong, with a bit of milk/cream (depending on what’s in the fridge) and some splenda.
Dark French roast, brewed strong, with a tot of half & half and a scant teaspoon of sugar. Splenda’s OK in a pinch, but it doesn’t taste the same as real sugar.
I’m genetically predisposed to liking strong coffee.
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Damn, I haven’t had one of those in a very long time. Who wants to be my Coffee Crisp dealer? 