by Mocha Momma on September 19, 2007
I have no excuse. The Sugar Free Red Bull has been calling my name and I have been answering. It calls me a Weak Ass Dirtbag and I have no ability to resist its call and buy a four-pack. It doesn't leave my teeth feeling sugary and gritty, it gives me some much needed ZING! and it tastes like a Jolly Rancher. But, why does it have to cost so much and call me names and taste so good? I am powerless to her temptress ways.