Let me tell you the story of how I got this Sierra Mist

Picture it: Taco Bell, Tuesday, 10 pm.

So I've got exactly 4 dollars. Not $4.01 or $4 plus tax, just plain old $4.

I pulled up to the drive thru, and I was looking around for thing I liked and could afford, right?

The speaker guy was all, "Let me know when you're ready"

"OK' I said, "I'll have a bean and cheese burrito and a double decker taco s'preme"

"Anything Else for you?"

" How much am I up to?"

"$3.50"

"Nah, that's it. Thanks. Oh, and just a water please"

"Please drive around"

So the pimply adolescent who looked a WHOLE lot like Sci-Fi Greg from Teen Girl Squad

http://www.homestarrunner.com/tgs9.html

who could not have been more than 6, or 14, or something, GIVES ME THE MANHATTAN ONCE OVER, nods his backwards TB-visored head in approval, and in a marvelous display of Whitey Ebonics informs me

"Hey Girl, I'll get you a real drink. Whatchu want?"

"Uh, a, Sierra Mist..?"

"Yeah, that's cool. It's all good. Do you want any (lascivious gaze) sauce??"

"Heuhhh" I faltered.

"Mild...?"

By now I was on the verge of peeing/crying from holding in the raging tide of hilarity inside me;

so I had to speed away... I wish I could have kept the funniest free soda forever....