Clement's obsession with the horny goat weed reminded me of our team's experience with drugs. I was in Austria last year for work and chanced upon the Red Bull Cola. Our team is seriously addicted to Red Bull, so I thought this would be an interesting item to bring back to Singapore, just in time for the 5-crew race by the way.
It received mixed reviews from the guzzlers, with some saying it tasted like medicated oil, whilst others just can't get enough of it. It came as a surprise when it was later reported that each can of Red Bull Cola contains trace amounts (0.13 mcg) of cocaine, due in part to the use of coca leaves, which will probably explain why all 12 cans disappeared after a couple of hours, and Roger was left asking if we can get more of this stuff locally.
Energy drinks have never managed to please everyone, and I personally had a near-death experience with Red Bull. This bovine-inspired drink was meant to give me wings but I ended up clawing my way to the finish line, because I had to endure bad palpitations along the way. Fortunately I lived to tell the tale, but caffeine pretty much never entered my life again, except maybe in the form of a grande mocha frappucino.
This explains why I stick to Milo for energy, raw egg optional. After all, "it's marvellous what Milo can do for you".
Saturday, September 12, 2009
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