Pulpy C - It's Orange

This posting is dedicated to my friend Raf, who has the amazing ability to come up with names for fictional products. If I had any semblance of a memory I'd prove it.

In the Refrigatory sic aka the mini bar, I found a can whose labeling had every indication of containing orange juice (real, artificial, it didn't matter to me) and a name that said to me, "Good morning, get your day started like a world champ, have a few swigs of Pulpy-C and walk around with the A-Team theme song playing in your subconscious". So I replied to the can, "OK Pulpy-C, let's get all B.A. Baracus". I popped off the peel away pull tab and took a sip.

No red-striped black van pulled up. Instead I had a mouth full of a fluid with the consistency of the syrup used in canned peaches. The pulp was man-made, and I'll bet had no ingredient that began with the letter 'O'. It was gelatinous more than pulpy. I will; however, give credit for the likeness in shape and size to real pulp that was achieved by some advancement in technology that has yet to make it to the west. There was a hint of orange flavor, but it could have been that I was brainwashed to believe that by the can's packaging.