After years of searching I have found the meaning of life. It's not money, music, love or even Keanu Reeves in leather trousers. The reason for procreation, for life itself, is to allow as many people as possible to sample the pleasures of the Ribena ice lolly.
Oh the pure unadulterateded joy when you hold that brick-hard, ice-cold, conical mass in your hands and experience the tiny drops of cold moisture falling onto your skin. The stiff feel of the foiled lid as your fingertips dance across it before slowly and delicately pulling it back to reveal the plump, purple freshness below. You can taste it even before your lips move in to meet its rounded tip. You begin to gently suck. Finally you give in, licking around the edges with great swirls of your tongue and a taste sweeter than any you have ever known explodes inside your mouth.
mmmmmmmmmm
This is not a metaphor. I just really like Ribena ice lollies.
