An ode to the wonderful taste sensation that is Mountain Dew.

Mountain Dew. The name alone sends seven-year-olds into fits of joy, and the parents of said children into a frenzy of anti-Dew activity. Not only does Mountain Dew taste great, it also has a goodly amount of caffeine in it. Now, if these parents had read my good friend Kory Howard’s article, http://healthmad.com/health/the-saving-power-of-coffee/, they would understand that caffeine could actually be beneficial. However, the point here is not about them, it’s about me. And I love Mountain Dew. I don’t know if I could call myself an addict, but since I’ve been at college, which thus far is a total of about five months, I’ve consumed somewhere around thirteen 24 packs, along with ten or eleven two-liter bottles. I took a trip over the summer to Greece and Turkey, and while I was there I looked everywhere, literally every stop we made, for that wonderful drink, and I couldn’t find it anywhere. Apparently the country of Greece does not sell Mountain Dew, or if they do it’s black market and you have to “know a guy” to find it. I’m not going to say that its good for me, and I’m not going to recommend that others drink it in the same quantities that I do, but I will say this – if Mountain Dew ever needs a spokes-person, they wouldn’t even have to pay me to do it. Mountain Dew, please never stop making your amazing product. I think many people out there would agree with me when I say “Give me Mountain Dew, or give me death!”
(I want one of these in my room.)
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