Why I hate kool-aid

I'll tell you what dream used to scare me when I was a little kid.Used to really, totally give me nightmares?Remember those kool-aid commercials?Where that, no that big,
talking bowl of punch?He would come crashing through your fucking wall in your living
room?You wouldn't even know he'd a-*bpfooom*"Oh yeah!Oh yeah!Oh yeah!"Right?!
And the little kids were all exited?"Yes!Yes!"!And then they would drink outta him,
after debris fell in his open, dumb head!He would pour himself!"Oh yeah!Oh yeah!"!
Him in his crazy tites!I don't like that!I don't like when juice wears tites!It's a horrible
combination, juice wearing tites!Fuck drinking outta him!If that were me, I'd be like,
"No, no, no, you fix that wall before my dad gets home from work!He's gonna beat me with a belt!He won't belive that a giant, talking bowl of Fruit Punch came in here!
You stupid idiot!Yeah, coming through the wall is real fucking cool!Useing the front door is cool!Don't touch me, you drink!Don't touch me, you giant beverage!You are
sweating or condensating, I will kick you in the tites, and you will go down, your very
top heavy.You glass bitch!You glass bastard!""Oh yeah!""Oh no!Naughty, naughty,
kool-aid!""Oh yeah?""No.No.""Oh yeah?""No."

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