Give them 3 12-packs of Diet Pepsi cans and let them pop them and pour them into the sink. They're thoroughly entertained for as long as it takes to pour out 36 cans of rancid soda.
How do I know this?
Funny you should ask.
Hubby popped a can of Diet Pepsi and poured it over ice about 30 minutes ago.
"Is THIS how Diet Pepsi tastes?" I heard him say, rather disgustedly.
(Bless his heart.... we're out of Coke Zero and we've worked our way to the Diet Pepsi in the back of the pantry...)
"Taste this!"
(Why is it that we do EXACTLY THIS when someone grimaces and passes us something that makes their face twist and lips pucker as they utter an expletive?)
What I pulled through the straw protruding from his plastic cup was unswallowable. It literally sat in a puddle on my tongue. I grabbed a Kleenex and spat.
Beyond disgusting.
Hubby upended the can to check the expiration date.
March 2008.
Just so you know, there is a reason for those dates printed on the bottom of cola cans.
Don't say I didn't warn ya.
On a side note, we now have some space free on the pantry floor.
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