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Well, I'm gonna have to start this with something of a horror story, so be prepared to hide behind a cushion.

It Friday evening. I'm sitting quietly at my computer, browsing various forums, chatting away on msn, when suddenly, quick as a belch, I get the urge for Dr Pepper.

Well, that's nothing special - as some of you may know, I consider said beverage to be the Olympian pinnacle of the soft drinks industry, and besides, I'm down the road from Albert Road, the world's most extended pub, and as everyone knows, where there are pubs, there are more convenience stores and kwiki marts than one can safely shake a stick at without chancing repetative strain injury or some other malady.

So I tear myself away from the computer (it's a slow night online anyway) and toddle downstairs, where I purloin some cash, and out the door I scoot. Down the road, nothing spectacular, into the kwiki mart, where I purchase not only a two litre bottle of Dr Pepper but a packet of raspberry and white chocolate cookies (yes, they are as good as they sound - probably better in fact). On the way out I even give my change (about a quid fifty) to a homeless guy, who wishes me well on my way. So far, you might say, so good.

So I get home, back onto the computer, and I start to drink. Time passes. I get into some rather amusing conversations with Pure Metal about this that and the other - general sundries and such like - and before I know it it's 3 am and I'm about 4/5 through the Dr. SO I reason that enough is enough. I sign off, take a pee and I'm off to bed, where, despite the copious amounts of sugar and caffeine I just ingested I get to sleep fairly quickly.

Now here comes the scary part. Saturday morning. Well, afternoon actually. It starts badly - here's why. It starts. Around 3 pm my mum comes in telling me to get up. Although I would gladly have slept in far longer I think, might as well - might achieve something. So I make a big mistake. I get up.

Then follows one of the worst weekends of my memorable life. No reason whatsoever. I just feel completely crap the whole way through. And why is this? Not a clue. The best I can come up with is that, after all my faithful years of service to the good Dr, the worst finally has happened. So there you go - Dr Pepper, delicious though it is, has it's dark side.

Can anyone else think of a reason for this? Or better yet does anyone else have a similar Dr Pepper horror story for us? Share your experiences, let me know it's not just me being crap.

You didn't drink enough Dr. Pepper.

It coudl be anything...

You might have eaten something, not slept well during the week, caught a bug et c.

The Dr. hates you

You didn't drink enough Dr. Pepper.

What, 2 litres wasn't enough to appease the almighty Dr? Damn.

The Dr. hates you

What? How can that be after I followed his ways so faithfully for so long? How can I redeem myself in his eyes?

It's because you nearly touched a homeless guy

but a packet of raspberry and white chocolate cookies (yes, they are as good as they sound - probably better in fact).

Hmm indeed.

So good I am now on a self imposed diet :(

I still don't comprehend how that stuff can even be drunk, so, I'm somewhat lost and confused and dazed by this.

However, I do have blonde hair, and I am only male, so, I suppose lost dazed confusion is only to be expected.

Well, I'm gonna have to start this with something of a horror story, so be prepared to hide behind a cushion.

It Friday evening. I'm sitting quietly at my computer, browsing various forums, chatting away on msn, when suddenly, quick as a belch, I get the urge for Dr Pepper.

Well, that's nothing special - as some of you may know, I consider said beverage to be the Olympian pinnacle of the soft drinks industry, and besides, I'm down the road from Albert Road, the world's most extended pub, and as everyone knows, where there are pubs, there are more convenience stores and kwiki marts than one can safely shake a stick at without chancing repetative strain injury or some other malady.

So I tear myself away from the computer (it's a slow night online anyway) and toddle downstairs, where I purloin some cash, and out the door I scoot. Down the road, nothing spectacular, into the kwiki mart, where I purchase not only a two litre bottle of Dr Pepper but a packet of raspberry and white chocolate cookies (yes, they are as good as they sound - probably better in fact). On the way out I even give my change (about a quid fifty) to a homeless guy, who wishes me well on my way. So far, you might say, so good.

So I get home, back onto the computer, and I start to drink. Time passes. I get into some rather amusing conversations with Pure Metal about this that and the other - general sundries and such like - and before I know it it's 3 am and I'm about 4/5 through the Dr. SO I reason that enough is enough. I sign off, take a pee and I'm off to bed, where, despite the copious amounts of sugar and caffeine I just ingested I get to sleep fairly quickly.

Now here comes the scary part. Saturday morning. Well, afternoon actually. It starts badly - here's why. It starts. Around 3 pm my mum comes in telling me to get up. Although I would gladly have slept in far longer I think, might as well - might achieve something. So I make a big mistake. I get up.

Then follows one of the worst weekends of my memorable life. No reason whatsoever. I just feel completely crap the whole way through. And why is this? Not a clue. The best I can come up with is that, after all my faithful years of service to the good Dr, the worst finally has happened. So there you go - Dr Pepper, delicious though it is, has it's dark side.

Can anyone else think of a reason for this? Or better yet does anyone else have a similar Dr Pepper horror story for us? Share your experiences, let me know it's not just me being crap.

Maybe you blinked too many times in a row while at the computer. This would make as much sense as blaming it on Dr. Pepper you dipshit. :cool:

Maybe you blinked too many times in a row while at the computer. This would make as much sense as blaming it on Dr. Pepper you dipshit. :cool:

Now that was just unnecessary

Now that was just unnecessary
It was also unnessesary to quote the entire OP.

It coudl be anything...

You might have eaten something, not slept well during the week, caught a bug et c.

Oh nonono, not felt crap as in ill, just felt really down. Sorry - can see how that could lead to confusion.

Hmm indeed.

So good I am now on a self imposed diet :(

Trust me, if you'd tasted them you'd be on a diet of nothing but them... well, bit of an exaggeration, but trust me, they are 73h 5h|73 as they do say.

I still don't comprehend how that stuff can even be drunk, so, I'm somewhat lost and confused and dazed by this.

However, I do have blonde hair, and I am only male, so, I suppose lost dazed confusion is only to be expected.

Oh no - please realise that males are blond, not blonde - there is an important distinction here which I have to point out to many of my friends, myself being also blond and male. I mean come on, how many blonde jokes were ever about a bloke? :D

You probably can't drink it 'coz you can't take all that awesome in one go :p :D

Trust me, if you'd tasted them you'd be on a diet of nothing but them... well, bit of an exaggeration, but trust me, they are 73h 5h|73 as they do say.


I'm agreeing with you.

Just commenting on how I would routinely buy a pack from the newsagents after uni.

Now I can't/don't (for a variety of reasons)

Maybe you blinked too many times in a row while at the computer. This would make as much sense as blaming it on Dr. Pepper you dipshit. :cool:

Ouch. That was un called for. Tell me do you go around calling everyone a dip shit if they try to inject a little humour into the society, whilst at the same time trying to gain a little wisdom and listen kindly to the troubles of others?

Oh no - please realise that males are blond, not blonde - there is an important distinction here which I have to point out to many of my friends, myself being also blond and male. I mean come on, how many blonde jokes were ever about a bloke? :D


Lots, do you want any? :p

I'm agreeing with you.

Just commenting on how I would routinely buy a pack from the newsagents after uni.

Now I can't/don't (for a variety of reasons)

Oooo I see - I thought you were saying that the thought of them put you on a diet or something... I dunno lol, needless to say I misread your intent. Whereabout did/do you go to uni? Because I've never seen them anywhere other than that shop.

Incientally, that sucks big time that you can't/won't eat them any more. If you need to talk about it, I'm here for you man.

Lots, do you want any? :p

Hehe, hit me! But only with exclusive male-blond jokes, not female-blonde jokes that you've cruelly twisted and perverted to suit your own devious ends :p

Ouch. That was un called for. Tell me do you go around calling everyone a dip shit if they try to inject a little humour into the society, whilst at the same time trying to gain a little wisdom and listen kindly to the troubles of others?

Haha you sound like you want to be cannonized. Relax, I'm sure your heart is still beating after my scathing commentary.


Edit: didn't realize I was talking to the original poster

Oooo I see - I thought you were saying that the thought of them put you on a diet or something... I dunno lol, needless to say I misread your intent. Whereabout did/do you go to uni? Because I've never seen them anywhere other than that shop.

Liverpool.

Incientally, that sucks big time that you can't/won't eat them any more. If you need to talk about it, I'm here for you man.

Just everytime I opened them I'd eat the whole pack, they're just so moreish. So I decided to not get them for a while since I don't want to get a jumpstart on diabetes :)

Haha you sound like you want to be cannonized. Relax, I'm sure your heart is still beating after my scathing commentary.


Edit: didn't realize I was talking to the original poster

Hehe - screw cannonised, I wanna be beatified for my work :D And as to the heart - well, it was a close call, but we've both been lucky this time I think.

Liverpool.



Just everytime I opened them I'd eat the whole pack, they're just so moreish. So I decided to not get them for a while since I don't want to get a jumpstart on diabetes :)

Aaaah Liverpool eh? Umm... can't say I actually have anything to say about it lol, so rather than trying (and failing) I'll leave it at that :p :D

Diabetes? Pfft, that's a myth, everyone knows that, or even a Myrth if you will ;) Just like the unicorn or breasts.

Hehe - screw cannonised, I wanna be beatified for my work :D And as to the heart - well, it was a close call, but we've both been lucky this time I think.

Yea that is true, despite my icy exterior I really don't want blood on my hands. I hear it's sticky.

Dr. Pepper is totally the Olympian of the soft drink industry.

As for why you were feeling bad, I'd blame it on the diet, with all of that sugar. "High tonight, low tomorrow". Perhaps your blood sugar dropped like a fly after all of that?

Dr. Pepper tastes like medicine. Yeurgh....

What, 2 litres wasn't enough to appease the almighty Dr? Damn.

Oh please - in the US, that would probably be a measly Mini Gulp or something.

Nowhere near enough for the Almighty Dr. (who, in my not so humble opinion, tastes like nasty, nasty cough syrup. There, I said it. His Revenge Will Be Swift And Terrible, I'm sure.)

As for you feeling shitty: probably your blood sugar level falling into bottomless depths after that sugar high. Or something.

Dr. Pepper tastes like medicine. Yeurgh....

Somebody's never had Calpol. :)

Somebody's never had Calpol. :)

Whassat?

Yeah, I'd agree with the three or so people who said blood sugar levels. This is why I drink so much diet instead of regular. 8 Cokes in a day = massive depression when the sugar goes byebye.

I had one sip of Dr. Pepper, and blech. Don't know how you can stomach it. Well, maybe if Dr. Pepper usually doesn't do it, the combination of it and those cookies? The goodness overwhelmed you, and when it left you were in need again?

Whassat?

The nicest medcine in the world.

What, 2 litres wasn't enough to appease the almighty Dr? Damn.
Single digits? Aww, how cute...

The nicest medcine in the world.
I thought that was marijuana? :p

I thought that was marijuana? :p

Only if you are using it to cure something. ;)

Only if you are using it to cure something. ;)

Is life a valid ailment?

It's not the Dr. Pepper, trust me. I used to drive up to Dublin, Texas to buy the stuff-they make it with real sugar there-and I'd drink the better part of a 12-pack on my way back to Houston. I've not experienced any ill effects from it... then again, maybe I'm under the Dr's magic spell :p

You didn't drink enough Dr. Pepper.

That's true. Think how badly you'd feel without Dr. Pepper.

Oh no - please realise that males are blond, not blonde - there is an important distinction here which I have to point out to many of my friends, myself being also blond and male. I mean come on, how many blonde jokes were ever about a bloke? :D

You probably can't drink it 'coz you can't take all that awesome in one go :p :D

Well, I have blond(e) moments.

Like writing 'blonde' instead of 'blond', for example...

Is Dr. Pepper really qualified to be a soda?! I question his/her M.D.:headbang:

Is life a valid ailment?

Not durring Christmas! We have spiked egg nog!!:D

So there you go - Dr Pepper, delicious though it is, has it's dark side.

No damnit! Dr Pepper is perfect! Dr Pepper didn't go to college for all those years just to have you diss it like this. Anyways it could've been due to any number of reasons, you probably got some sort of virus and the Dr Pepper weakened it. Besides, what would you rather drink? Coke!!??

No damnit! Dr Pepper is perfect! Dr Pepper didn't go to college for all those years just to have you diss it like this. Anyways it could've been due to any number of reasons, you probably got some sort of virus and the Dr Pepper weakened it. Besides, what would you rather drink? Coke!!??
*shudders*

I'm loyal to the Dr.

Dr Pepper rules my soft drink world.

Dr Pepper rules my soft drink world.
I knew I loved you for a reason, Kat.

EDIT: Note, this is only in a platonic sense

I like Dr. Pepper, it's good tasting and it can explode.

Dr. Pepper Explosion (http://www.bofunk.com/video/1044/dr_pepper_explosion.html)

I like Dr. Pepper, it's good tasting and it can explode.

Dr. Pepper Explosion (http://www.bofunk.com/video/1044/dr_pepper_explosion.html)


Hell yes, this is why I am NOT allowed to bring the Dr into a friend's house.

Here's what happened....

A friend and I were at a third, mutual friend's house. My friend Ray opened a bottle of the Dr. The cap shot off, and soda sprayed everywhere -- so I grabbed the mop and started mopping and rinsing the floor.

I finished, and Ray went to put the bottle -- which was still wet from the former explosion -- in the 'fridge. The bottle slid out of his hand and hit the floor, and the cap blew off and ricochetted across the room, with soda spraying all over a second time. We were mopping up a second time when the guy who owned the house came into the kitchen and started screaming at us what in the name of the sweet baby Jesus we were doing to his floors!

I knew I loved you for a reason, Kat.

EDIT: Note, this is only in a platonic sense :D

Hell yes, this is why I am NOT allowed to bring the Dr into a friend's house.

Here's what happened....

A friend and I were at a third, mutual friend's house. My friend Ray opened a bottle of the Dr. The cap shot off, and soda sprayed everywhere -- so I grabbed the mop and started mopping and rinsing the floor.

I finished, and Ray went to put the bottle -- which was still wet from the former explosion -- in the 'fridge. The bottle slid out of his hand and hit the floor, and the cap blew off and ricochetted across the room, with soda spraying all over a second time. We were mopping up a second time when the guy who owned the house came into the kitchen and started screaming at us what in the name of the sweet baby Jesus we were doing to his floors!

Lol, I had a couple fizz on me before but that takes the cake.