Look at Red Bull, getting into the Valentine's Day spirit! But now should consumers expect a spring, summer, winter AND, er, romance variety? Or is this a one-off like the company's "Blue Edition?" Eh, it probably does not matter. The can is standard fare, looking like any other Red Bull, only bright pink in color. How erotic.
There is little in the way of smell radiating from the twelve ounce metal transport, and the taste is equally lethargic. "Wild Berry" is the alleged flavor and my tongue searches for but to no avail; someone had the "W" in "wild" turned upside down here. A severely saccharine strawberry starts things off but is immediately replaced by a tangy blend of raspberry and blueberry, though the experience is hardly about what this tastes like. No, this potent potable is about texture; how it feels as the bright hued elixir washes across your palate, rotting your teeth as it soon finds a permanent place on your hips. The best thing here is the acidity, which tickles my tongue and curls my lips, able to stand up against the thirty eight grams of sugar and glucose. Mouthfuls thusly become an exercise in "sweet and sour," where both argue for dominance and, ultimately, tartness reigns supreme. Thank the heart-shaped-chocolate heavens.
Oh how I wish the buzz was a bit stronger; this does not exactly look or taste the best, so we have to blindly hope for a killer kick. Oh well, the 114 milligrams of caffeine is enough to satisfy my morning cravings, but that is about all it satiates.
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