Black Rifle Tiger Strike Energy Drink Review

Leave it to the infamously political energy drink brand Black Rifle to be celebrating America's birthday. What, do they think this will get them invited to the party? The patriotic colors work well with the company's design language, though its purported flavor of Tiger Strike has my head race with all sorts of possibilities: will we the people finally get to know what the cat on the cereal box tastes like?

Do I have a cold? Because this tastes like medicine. Ostensibly modeled after Bomb Pops, the tongue expects cherry, lime and blue raspberry, but the trilogy is buried beneath the saccharine rubble of an synthetic sweetener explosion. But what is perhaps worse is its aquatic finish, as if the liquid inside your mouth suddenly turned into seltzer. It helps dilute the dishonest carbohydrate influence, but to what end? It is the effervescence that really seals the soda water deal, a pungent punch of spiky little bubbles that perforate your taste buds into burned corpses on the flavor battlefield. A good several sips deep into the sixteen ounces on display, your tongue, so deadened by the excessive sham sugar salvo, begins to be able to look beyond and notice what the company was so clearly going for. The trilogy of childlike produce show a zest for life, in particular a bit of tartness! And it is a pretty good acidity, I might add, but the journey to the few moments of guileless bliss is so aggressive and aggravating that it, without a doubt, is not worth catching the carbonated excursion.

At least there is caffeine, 200 milligrams of the stuff. The resulting three hour long buzz is pretty good too and, oh before I forget, some vitamins show up as well. And you know how much we just love vitamins in 'Murica- why else would we be hellbent on going back to the time of The Flintstones?

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