Lew's Favorite Equipment - 2


Instead of writing an article about my favorite equipment, I decided to write an article an do an interview with one of my favorite people. He was born sometime back in the early 70s when a couple of filthy hippies accidentally spilt grape flavored fruit juice all over a kilogram of cocaine. The filthy hippies, being extremely poor, addicted to the narcotic, an thirsty decided to slurp up the juicy remains of the juice and found that the beverage was quite satisfying. Aside from having their powerful thirsts quenched, they experienced the greatest highs of their disgusting lives. The birth of Kool Aid. During this incredible high, which lasted 6 weeks, 22 hours, and 5 min, they explored the possibilities of their new invention, believing that they could make millions, selling it to adults as a dirty inhalant, to their chagrin the product was enjoyed most by 8 years olds in beverage form. Something else amazing also happened during this incredible high. Juandola, the Spanish exchange student who spilt the grape juice, drew a smiley face in the fog that had precipitated on the jug of grape cocaine death water. Juandola named the face Cocaine Boy, hoping to target adults who love cocaine. However, his named went through much evolution. Everything from "Wacky Purple Face Dude Person," and "Crack Addict Harry," to "Ass Face," and "Jesus Christ," was explored. Anyway, as time passed President Jimmy Carter named the jug face "KOOL AID MAN" and the rest is history:

Lew: So, Kool Aid Man, can I call you Wacky Purple Face Dude Person?

Kool Aid Man: No

Lew: What about Ass Face?

Kool Aid Man: No

Lew: How bout…

Kool Aid Man: No, please just call me by the name President Carter gave me.

Lew: You bet. Anyway, Jesus Christ, have you enjoyed being the spokesperson for a company that is responsible for the deaths of countless children due to cocaine consumption?

Kool Aid Man: We, at Kool Aid Company, replaced the cocaine with baby powder [with salt in Canada] back in the early 90s, so the only deaths we are causing are those suffered by epilectic during our flashy commercials with extensive subliminal propoganda.

Lew: I see. Shifting gears a little, does it piss you off when little kids refer to Kool Aid as their colors not their flavors? Like, the other day I was in Publix and a kid asked the lady behind the register, "Where’s the yellow?" I though she wanted a batch of yellow-5 to decrease her boyfriend’s sperm count to use as a contraceptive. Undoubtedly, she was refering to lemon flavored Kool Aid.

Kool Aid Man: To answer your question, I don’t really care what the people are refering to the flavors as just as long as the green keeps rolling in so I can buy my whores and my cocaine [ Lets out a billowing laugh and shouts, "OH YEAH!"]

Lew: By green are you refering to the lime flavored Kool Aid?

Kool Aid Man: What?

Lew: never mind. Anyway, what do you think will happen with Y2K?

Kool Aid Man: isn’t that already over?

Lew: Maybe, I think I asked that question because I am high of off your filthy fumes.

Kool Aid Man: [laughs] OH YEAH!!
After he yelled, "OH YEAH" that final time I passed out and had the craziest dream of my life. It was about Unicorns and the Kansas City Royals. Anyway, when I arose from my slumber I noticed a Kool Aid Man-shaped hole busted through my wall and my wallet was gone. Thanks Ass Face.