I made it all the way through Lent without having any pop, so Easter Sunday afternoon I treated myself to a can of Pepsi. I had another one this afternoon. It just doesn’t taste as good as I used to think it did. I won’t have any trouble keeping pop as an occasional treat, rather than a steady part of my diet.
 Pop, soda, soda pop, whatever the heck you call it. You know what I mean.