Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Drinking YooHoo at Night

I won't lie. A few days ago, I was grabbing a bagel, and I usually get a juice or a coffee to wash it down. But something else caught my eye in the beverage cooler:
No, not the card. I wish. I'm talking about YooHoo! I chugged it so damn fast I didn't even savor it. It's still that good. If it weren't so bad for me, I'd drink three a day. But I think I'll stick to the one per year. That's allowed.

That sweet YooHoo Rizzuto (which I needed for my PC) came from a Night Owl PWE over the summer sometime. I don't know when, but I have a big folder of scanned cards from trades or packages that were months ago. Not acceptable, but I'll get around to them all at some point.

Greg also shot me a few more Yanks, and a really cool Tino from Topps Magazine!


  1. YooHoo oddball! What a great card. I drank about a liter of Hawaiian Punch the other day. I'm guessing it was proabably about 15,000% of my daily sugar intake, but no regrets.

  2. I never liked chocolate milk, even as a kid. So the concept of Yoohoo sounded great and the commercials always made it sound great, but anytime it got near me, I couldn't do it.

  3. Because I don't have any people depending on me, nor did I decide to take on any priorities, I just drink whatever, whenever regardless of how many years of my life each drop is taking away.

  4. A bottle of Yoo Hoo is the traditional way my fantasy league champion celebrates. Started that tradition 36 years ago. For a couple of years I remember we couldn't find it in Houston (lack of a distributor?) but we've been good to go for at least the last 10 years.