This bottle is against me, I'm sure of it and I'm gonna open the top if it's the last thing I do, and it just might be the last thing I do...'cause it's the most hostile bottle of pop I've ever bought.
I do not want to mention the brand name of the soda, because it's the bottles fault. Although, I have to say, if I was inside a soda bottle I might not want to come out either.
But then again, I wonder what is inside? Does it have slivers of Gold in it, or what?
I know, I can return it to the store and trade it for another bottle, but I refuse to retreat from this battle, or maybe I should say, challenge, which I cannot resist. So I'm going to get into this rebellious bottle of one way or another. My nickname in Junior High School, High School and College was "Soda Pop" which my friends begin to call me because of a character in the book "The Outsiders," which was published in the last century, so the bottle cannot be holding that against me. Or can it?
It's bizarre. Many friends still refer to me as "Soda Pop" although only a few know where the nickname came from, with the exception of now, you know, which is alright. Maybe, after I write this post this bottle will let me open it. Although, one thing is for sure, the bottle will not win!
And it can keep on laughing...
What do you think? Any ideas?