Friday, November 27, 2009

3 Cokes!

3. I had this page open eagerly awaiting for something to happen. And after about 5 minutes of nothing, I looked up and that was there. Just 3. What could it mean? How old I am? How many ounces of water I have drunken in 3 hours? How many crazy pills Lady Gaga takes each morning? Oh wait... that's 3 hundred. Isn't that just a barrel laughs? A whole damn barrel. So the other day I was reading the old news gazette again, like I usually do on Thursday evenings, and I saw an add for Vanilla Coke. And I thought to my vivacious little self "What the frickity frock happened to that delicious little miracle? It was here for so long making sure every little Coke fiend like myself got their hands on it and then one day it left us without even a goodbye wink. I want my wink!" I also instantly wanted a glass of that miracle elixir and damned those sorry sacks who said "y'know what? How about let's take this king of drinks, this marvel of mayhem flavor and rip it from the grasp of the world when it needs it most."
Fuck those guys.

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