Letters From the Editor
‘I think I’ll try this. I don’t normally drink Pepsi, but look! It’s got that iTunes thing on it.’ A palpable feeling of curiosity washes over me when cracking open the cap, and then: ‘Hmph.’
‘Let’s go!’ And, no.
‘This time I have to win, right? Ha, yeah right! Oh well!’ (‘Waitaminute wasn’t that three?’)
‘If I win, sure, that’s great, whatever, nope, didn’t win, well, I just drink this stuff because I like it. Really.’ (‘When will I win, PLEASE LET ME WIN.’)
‘My fingernails are starting to grow at an alarmingly fast rate. Thicker, too.’
Victory is mine! ‘ONE FREE SONG.’ I throw out the still-full bottle of Diet Pepsi, walk over to the computer, and bring up iTunes. ‘Let’s see what do I want ’
I search and I search. But the more I look around, the more stuff I find that I want, and the more I decide I don’t just want one song: I want the whole album. But this cap only entitles me to one song. And I’m not going to settle with my one free song and buy the rest; no, I want the whole album in the deal.
So I go downstairs and buy a Diet Pepsi.