I will drink Mountain Dew until the day I die, I want an open casket funeral and I want a two-liter bottle of Mountain Dew placed lovingly in my bony arms. I want to die while drinking Mountain Dew so there can be a plaque next to my wake that states that I died doing what I loved. That stuffll kill you, they said, and they were right, most things do. When I die I will be reincarnated as a 12-year-old at a Shell gas station in 2004 with two dollars in his pocket and the desire to play Xbox all night with an empty bottle of Mountain Dew at his feet. When I die they will drain the blood from my body and it will be fluorescent yellow. I will die with a sickly yellow smile on my face because I died with sugar in my arteries. I will die with the knowledge that I could capture the unhealthy mess of childhood with two dollars and a trip to the gas station. Its all artificial, they said, but how come it tastes so much like the real thing?
Posted on: Sun, 12 Oct 2014 22:52:34 +0000
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