With these conditions I think we would all head to the fridge so you do. You have a number of drinks to choose from but you are only allowed one since the supply of drinkage is running low. You could grab the ‘ever so classic’ Coca-Cola, an iced tea, or some OJ. Not satisfied with any of these choices you keep on looking. Nothing…

Yet you still keep on looking. Finally your persistence is rewarded. You see an odd greenish looking can looming way back in the icy confines of the fridge. You reach back not yet knowing what this prize might be. With your thirst driven thoughts you clumsily knock the can over; it falls out of the fridge with an almost unheard of velocity. Ice cold to the touch you see that you have fallen upon the one and only ginger ale beverage in the entire existence of your household.

You pick the can up, while tears start to form in your eyes. You reach toward the attached can opener; the coldness of the can is almost too much to take for your heat-exhausted skin. Your fingers now put pressure on the opener. Next comes the loud, crisp, satisfying CRACK! The liquid jumps up at your sweaty face. You finally take a sip and…

Pure Ecstacy