Natural Sugar for Natural Hicks

When I first started to make treks to Cabo San Lucas over a year ago, I noticed all the delightful wonderful junk food they had, from Oreos on down to Pepsi, that was sweetened with sugar as opposed to high fructose corn syrup (which has been shown to facilitate hyperobesity in lab rats, among other creatures). I even smuggled some of the Coke (and a Mexico-only drink called Pepsi-Cola Retro) back in my luggage to luxuriate in the gustatory joys of sugar sugar sugar.

But thanks to the marketing savants at Pepsico, I no longer have to hide my drives. A few weeks back, I became acquainted with the great taste of Mountain Dew Throwback ("for a limited time!"), which has natural sugar and the original full-on-hick logo. [And since the can itself says "natural sugar," one can assume that the verbiage acknowledges that high fructose corn syrup is "unnatural sugar."]

How long will it last? Who knows. One would assume that as long as the sales figures hold out, the market will be flush with MDT. But just in case, I'm hoarding a few cases in my garage. After all, when the Rapture comes, won't it taste a bit like the Dew?

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