Orange juice, orange juice, wherefore art thou, orange juice? I miss your sweet taste, your scintillating sunshine in my mouth! Why, oh why, does a land exist void of orange juice, the nectar of life and health? Why have I been cursed with the likes of Cappy and Prisun, their pictures of orangy goodness on their cartons teasing me as the 10% fruit juice laughs from within?
Seriously, if Coca Cola can sell Cappy here, why can't it sell Minute Maid?
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