when it comes to Diet Coke.
I like it pure, on it's own, right out of a can, just like God intended it to be. (God gifted us Diet Coke because He loves us, along with mustard, lip gloss, and TOMS).
And, I'm kind of a snot about it.
If you dilute your Diet Coke with a lemon or lime wedge, or maybe ask for a dash of vanilla...
...I turn my nose up at you, because you are tainting the sanctity of the Almighty DC.
If you want it out of the fountain, even if you have a choice to drink it out of the can, where it is at its maximum fizzy ability, so that the burn factor as it goes down your throat is at it's highest, I scoff.
I scoff at you. For wanting the diluted, weak, and pathetic pseudo-version that can barely even pass for Diet Coke.
If you want it over ice, or even if you drink Coke Zero, or WORSE - Diet Cherry Coke, or Diet Vanilla Coke, then it's just plain sacrilege, and we can't be friends anymore.
And if you drink Diet Pepsi?
Then you are going to Hell. :)
Photo - this picture is great, on so many levels. I can't tell which I love more - the beautiful centerpiece of this picture, and the subject of this post - DIET COKE - or if I love the peekaboo Brandon is playing, sneaking into mine and Cade's iPad moment...
...either way, this picture is a keeper. :)