My Head Doesn't Hurt Anymore

There is one thing that my house of six guys is never lacking: Dr. Pepper. The problem with Dr. Pepper is that it taste so freakin' good, but I have recently found that if you have seven cans a day for about a two weeks and then when the day comes that there is no time to drink one or if I can't escape the campus that when I sometimes blink and look at my watch, I have found that I have been there for 16 hours. There is no Dr. Pepper on campus, except the cans that are smuggled on by the underground network of rebellious students, but I would never buy those cans...I have no idea what else they would be laced with, but that doesn't bother me too much. They are way overpriced and anyone that is familiar with my taste in prices knows that I would rather not eat for 2 or 3 days than pay 3 dollars for a hot dog or 5 for a piece of pizza. Okay that's a lie, not the part about prices or underground network, but I don't have a watch. That was kind of a tangent, but it serves a purpose. Trust me. So one day I was in the library and I got a massive headache. At first I was like "what the crap?" But then I realized that I had not yet drank a Dr. Pepper. I called my friend Krissie, who I was going to a movie with later that night and said, "I need a Dr. Pepper now." She came and got me and I bought a liter and drank it all in about 10 minutes. Almost instantly my head stopped hurting. It was magic. And the cashier at the gas station was flirting with me. But there was no way I would hit that. She worked at a gas station. The End.