Sucrose, glucose, sodium citrate, taurine and other simple things.
September 26th, 2006 by APK
Red Bull tastes like Welch’s grape soda. Except somehow better. Almost too sweet but not quite. Kinda bite-y but not too much. Oh dear. This is the start of a long slide toward twitching, isn’t it?
Tiny little cans of love. Tiny tiny. Cans of love.
I love you tiny cans. Of love. I do.
No kitty, you can not have my Red Bull! Bad kitty! Bad! MINE! IT’S MY DRINK KITTY!
** CANNED BACON!
** Stop the preaching.
** A paperclip?
** George, Lizze and Ralph
** Say what?
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