Pepsi

I like Pepsi. Some people are Coke people, others are Pepsi people. I am the latter. Is anyone a Mr. Pibb person? Probably not. Whether in a two-liter bottle, an aluminum can, or fresh out a fountain with crushed ice, my favorite soda (that's right you "pop" folks, it's soda) is Pepsi.

Growing up, my family was split--at my Aunt and Uncle's house there was only Coke, and at my Grandparent's house it was Pepsi. Had I spent more time at my Aunt and Uncle's, perhaps this post would be Andy Locke Likes Coke. But, as it was, I lived two streets away from Grandmom and Grandpop and they always had a fridge full of Pepsi. My Grandpop loved Pepsi so much himself, that when he passed away we placed a can Pepsi with him to enjoy for eternity.

Go ahead Coke, take your polar bears, Santa ads and nostalgia. I am putting my support behind Cindy Crawford, the King of Pop, and the next generation. If you'll excuse me, I am going to grab myself a can of Pepsi, and bag of potato chips and kick back in the Cat Napper.