Funny how random conversations will bring up the random minutaie of life that you'd never expect to miss. And still don't really miss. Not really. But yet somehow still remember with great fondness and nostalgia. Such as, let's say, for example, Mountain Dew.
I mean, we all can agree that the stuff is awful. It rots the stomach and tastes like pure cane sugar melted, diluted, and run through a Moroccan squeegee. It contains more chemicals per gram than a gram full of pure chemicals. And it's the color of modern Hell. But damn if the resulting four-hour caffeine high isn't a thing of singular joy.
You can't see, you can barely think, you stumble around knocking over plants and people and animals, but you do it with supreme energy because you've got a metric ton's worth of super-caffeine condensed into half a liter of nuclear-colored shmeg coursing through your arteries at a tripled heartrate. All you want to do is drink more of the too-sweet stuff to keep the high alive. I've never not finished a bottle. This includes the big party-sized ones. And the 20oz bottles of Mountain Dew Lite? Fuck off, those things set me on benders that find me curled up naked in a ball in my basement a week later, washed out and shaking, not knowing who I am or where I came from.
So as I was saying, si, realmente no te pierdas "El 'Dew" tanto. But it's always amazing how often in one's life not being able to physically have something makes it desired all the more.
As holds true for many things.


omg your so stupid mountain dew is good get off the web u loser!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by: Drew | April 15, 2011 at 10:56 PM