All is Forgiven (For Now) (Or Not)
Posted by Erica February 23rd, 2004 • Uncategorized • Permalink
Not only did my roommate purchase that purchase that replacement 2-liter of Diet Coke with Lime, he purchased a second 2-liter as well as an unknown quantity of cans.
Everything he bought is now gone (in, like, three days!), and we’re left with one 2-liter of Diet Vanilla Coke. *pfffft*
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February 23rd, 2004 at 1:20 pm
Oh God, I can’t stand the taste of Vanilla Coke–especially the diet kind. I remember back when they were serving it at the drugstore soda fountain with REAL vanilla syrup. I can’t imagine that it would be palatable out of a 2-liter bottle, especially once it’s been decapped a couple of times.
February 23rd, 2004 at 1:39 pm
I can do Vanilla Coke in small quantities, especially if it’s got alcohol in it. But I abhor the thought of Diet Vanilla Coke. The beauty of Diet Coke with Lime is that it doesn’t taste like Diet.
I usually hate buying 2-liters because they go flat so quick, but I’ve been drinking this stuff constantly, so it doesn’t last very long.
February 23rd, 2004 at 2:52 pm
As a person who only drinks diet soda, I’m not even much of a fan of diet vanilla Coke. Diet vanilla Pepsi, on the other hand, is bloody awesome. Until diet Coke with lime, Coke had really sucked in the adding flavor-to-stuff department with their diet sodas. And I’m a big Coke fan. But I can’t say that I would willingly drink the vanilla coke you have left. I can’t stand the nasty-ass high fructose corn syrup yuck that sticks in my mouth and feels like a thick film of bitter-sweet goo. Blech!
February 24th, 2004 at 1:50 am
Reminds me of my years living with roommates! Could never bring food to the house, they’d eat it all! Not to mention I always seemed to move out with less than I came with… :(
February 24th, 2004 at 1:57 am
No kidding, daniel! Last year, I was living in Ireland, and the fridge was a dorm fridge for three people, so we had to shop often. But since the university was so bloody far from our apartment, I was always really tired right after getting home, so I’d eat something and then go for groceries. And without fail, my roommate would zero in somehow (telepathy, I think) on whatever it was I planned on eating when I got home, so I would be stuck with porridge or something. Grr! I much prefer having a roommate who has major food issues and thus won’t eat anything I have. :)