You are, without a doubt, hands down, my favorite soft drink.
I choose you over dozens of other soft drinks every time I find myself dying of thirst in a convenience store. I usually look at all of the other soft drinks, hoping something new and fabulous will jump out and catch my attention, but inevitably, it is you that I choose and carry to the check-out line every time.
I just have one question…
Why, oh why, must you be so darn fizzy???
Usually, when I’m opening a new bottle of your yummy self, I know what’s going to happen. I’m prepared. And I open the bottle very, very carefully (over a sink, if possible)… because you have erupted all over me and my kitchen floor and the inside of my car one too many times.
Tonight, however, I was careless. I was opening a brand new 2 liter and paying attention to an inquisitive 8 year old at the same time… and I forgot, for a crucial second, just how darn fizzy you are. Now, there’s a trail of stickiness from one end of my kitchen to the other (because I had to go running for the sink as you erupted).
I love you, Dr. Pepper. But you’re too darn fizzy (and I’m not at all happy about having to mop my sticky kitchen floor!).
(and, yes, apparently it’s letter-writing day on my blog today!)