At the grocery store. Orange juice was available as:
- No Pulp
- With Pulp
- MORE Pulp
- LOADED With Pulp
They did not have the other levels which are, in order of increasing pulpitude:
- Loaded With Even More Pulp
- Extra Loaded With Lots Of Pulp
- Holy Shit, That’s A Lot Of Pulp
- Seriously. There’s A Lot Of Pulp In This Motherfucker.
- Stop Fucking With Me. Who Would Want This Much Pulp?
- I’m Not Fucking With You. There’s So Much God Damned Pulp In This Sumbitch That You Should Forget A Straw Because You’ll Need A Fucking Ladle.
- Screw The Ladle. Get A Carving Knife.
- No Longer Juice. Slightly Damp Pulp.
- An Orange
I usually go with slightly damp pulp but it’s so hard to find.
Lost my shit at ‘an orange’ 
dave, i thought we talked about why your marketing techniques don’t work.
What is this, PULP FICTION?! 8D
LITERALLY GOT TO “AN ORANGE” AND STARTED WEEPING
iama fbpeeing omgdffdg
I can’t even breathe right now—I’m laughing so hard I’m crying—