That’s what the underside of my coke bottle cap said to me — all obnoxious and all caps-ed and stuff. And here I’d been drinking this coke for almost two hours with no idea I was playing anything at all.
So hey coke bottle cap: STOP YELLING AT ME! I have a problem with authority, and your pushiness and cryptic game-playing innuendo will not help your cause. In fact, it’s back to Dr. Pepper for the rest of the week for me.