Vanilla Coke Update

One of my look-outs has reported sighting a vending machine outside a grocery store on the west side of Indy that's apparently dispensing cans of Vanilla Coke! Knowing he would be required to further inspect any findings of this kind before returning with a report, he has informed me that upon sliding his change into the mystery machine, a can of our delicious and elusive Vanilla Coke did indeed fall out into the open air, where his eyes did behold its glistening glory. To be assured this was no illusion, he opened the can he now held in his trembling hand, raised it to his lips, and allowed the bubbly concoction to course across his tongue. He held the liquid in his mouth for what seemed an eternity, while his thoughts reveled in the realization of once again taking in this sweet, chilled nectar of the carbonated-beverage gods. When he swallowed, the vanilla goodness cascaded down his throat like a child running toward his mother's open arms. Upon coming to a rest deep within him, the drink filled his every molecule with joyous songs of homecoming, and triumphant closure to a valiant quest. He found composure enough to state, simply:

"We have found the Vanilla Coke...and it is good."

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Ok...so it didn't quite happen like that. He did find the Vanilla Coke, and he did drink one, but the rest is just what I imagined the experience to be. If I were to ask him, I'm sure the closest thing he would have felt to the joyous songs I mentioned would have just been a large belch. But it would have been a Vanilla Coke belch, and that alone would have made it worth the trip to the store. But since I don't know my way around that area very well, I just gave him five bucks to get me ten cans of my own.

;-)

I know...I really need to get out more.