While cruisng the aisles of his neighborhood convenience store looking for something to wet his whistle, the Pesky Fly was stopped in his tracks by a product he had never seen before: Diet Rockstar Energy Drink. The white callboy-style container ws emblazoned with the product’s slogan, “Party Like a Rockstar.” The drink was delicious, if you go for such things. Colored a tramission-fluid red, it tasted like someone had melted down a package of sweet tarts, and a few minutes after consuming the drink, the Fly felt a noticeable burst of energy. Still, no recording contract was offered and no stripper came by to share her blow. So much for truth in advertising.
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