On Friday, February 11, 2011, I visited my friend Camille's house. This is one of the many interesting events that happened during that visit.
Ka-chink. (That's totally a can opening sound.)
I opened a soda.
I pulled out a bendy straw.
I looked at the soda label.
It read Fruit Punch Soda.
Perplexed, I took a sip.
Then I started squealing.
What is this it's so delicious oh my gosh it tastes like fizzy bubblegum and goodness and this must be what heaven is like how have I never had this soda in my life oh my gooooooosh.
I am now sipping this soda in complete bliss.
Every sip is impossibly more delicious than the one before.
I am a happy person.
The end.
Ka-chink. (That's totally a can opening sound.)
I opened a soda.
I pulled out a bendy straw.
I looked at the soda label.
It read Fruit Punch Soda.
Perplexed, I took a sip.
Then I started squealing.
What is this it's so delicious oh my gosh it tastes like fizzy bubblegum and goodness and this must be what heaven is like how have I never had this soda in my life oh my gooooooosh.
I am now sipping this soda in complete bliss.
Every sip is impossibly more delicious than the one before.
I am a happy person.
The end.
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