Sweet Nectar

It’s a feeling I can’t quite describe.  I feel the rush as I take a sip, feel the surge as I swallow, and feel my stomach jump with excitement as I go for more.  I think of it and lick my lips; it’s got the taste I can’t resist.  Nothing stands in caparison when it comes to the love I feel for my sweet, holy, so enticing, and so intoxicating…COCA-COLA!

            It’s my drug, and it’s my poison.  This drink is enough to make this good boy go bad!  Hand me a Coca-Cola and turn up the music and watch as I take control of the dance floor.  Whenever I have my Coca-Cola I feel like I’m on top of the world, and nothing can stop me.  With my Coca-Cola I feel like I can be anything, I can become a wizard at Hogwarts, or a Jedi taking on the Sith.   I know I might sound strange but just know that after one sip of my Coca-Cola; I couldn’t care less about what you have to say about it.  

            When ever I feel stressed or angry, I take a sip of my Coca-Cola and I’m dancing in a field of flowers with sunshine, lollipops, rainbows, and sugar drops.   But it doesn’t end with just Coca-Cola, add a pinch of toasted marshmallow and feel a new kind of rush, a sweeter, and more invigorating sensation. 

            Now for the rules of Coke-a-Cola: Can drinks are good but only give a short rush; plastic bottles give the rush but are never as satisfying as a glass bottle.  My Grandmother calls it Mexican Coke, she is correct; the coke is from Mexico, but man it’s got a little extra KICK not found in most Coke-a-Cola’s.  But nothing can stand up to the strong power that is from a fresh, cold, fountain Coke.  For reason unexplainable, a fresh fountain Coke-a-Cola always leaves me fully satisfied and refreshed.

            A few of my friends have told me that I have a problem and that I should get help.  I admit to having a problem, that is always the first step to recovery, but I just don’t feel like taking the other steps to cure myself of my guilty pleasure.  At this point, for me to be without my Coca-Cola is like Han Solo without Chewbacca, Harry Potter without Hogwarts, Winnie the Pooh without Piglet or Christopher Robin, or even Arthur without his Excalibur; it’s just not right!

            So dare you to try and take my Coca-Cola away from me, to go ahead and mess with the balance of the universe.