So with all of these conflicting associations, figuring out if Mountain Dew: CODE RED is a worthy product was not an easy task. So I decided to drink it. Well, it, um, tasted like Mountain Dew with some cherry syrup. As simple as that. All this crap about CODE RED like it's some huge, fucking, crazy-ass, danger-filled, fight-for-your-life, adrenaline-surging, heart-pumping, living-on-the-edge adventure is a bunch of marketing malarky. They should just call it Cherry Mountain Dew and spare us the Generation X targeting strategy, which we Gen X'ers see right through anyway.

I give Mountain Dew: CODE RED a B for taste, and an F for playing with my emotions.

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Wow! Your reviews are really thorough--and passionate! Let's be clear, though. That whole period-masturbating-Final Fantasy thing is all yours - not to be confused with my point, which was simply that I'd like to explore the possibility of beverages that turn your pee neon colors - like the sweat in those Gatorade commercials. That would be rad.