oh! also, I feel like you need a picture to look at so you don't get bored reading my blog. I know my readers have super duper short attention spans and if I don't entertain your eyeballs, you'll leave me forever. So here you go.
Cherry-Vanilla Frutopia. You were my drink of choice in 2003. Frutopia was my hero. You were always in my tummy and in my brain.We were intimately acquainted. However, were we to meet today, you would be way too sweet and utterly disgusting to me. I reject you, you nasty little turd.
Mountain Dew Gamer Fuel in this neat bottle, I remember you fondly. Sometimes, in my loneliest of moments, I yearn for you. I yearn for you like no man should year for a soda pop. Your taste is still on my tongue. Sweet to the last drop. I remember a day that I bought you at 7-11 after church, but couldn't get your lid off, so I hammered you against the side of a Long John Silver's building and you exploded everywhere. Thanks for that. Those are the memories I miss the most.
What shall we say about Slice Grape? From ages 10-16, you were my constant companion. My truest friend. It is because of you that I can't even drink grape soda anymore. Too sweet. Besides, nothing could ever compare to you, my love. If I grow up to be a brittle old man, I will know that you have never left me, your acidic sweetness still with me, eating away at my bones.
There. are your eyes entertained? Now you can read my wordy blogs.
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