OH WHAT TRICKERY

I wanted to believe so bad, pom-bluberry mash. I tried you about less than a month ago after your wonderful combination of flavors lured Jake and I closer to the bottle. My first small sip was just as rewarding as I thought it would be. I remember that night rather vaguely but I know it was a good one. Me and Blueberry Mash, friends for life, right?
So imagine my delight when I saw you, dear Blueberry, and your brethren Ginger Root on the shelf of my closest sketchy convenience store. I paid about $3 for your fatass.
When I took my first sip, something was wrong...VERY AMISS. My taste buds recoiled at the aftertaste. I immediately checked the ingredients label but not-so-immediately found the culprit: sneaked in allllll the way at the end: "SUCRALOSE".
WHY BOYLAN WHY. WHY MUST YOU RUIN SUCH A WONDERFUL CONCOCTION OF DARK-HUED FRUITS AND CARBONATED WATER. I guess originally Jake and I failed to miss that very last, very minimal but VERY overpowering metallic ingredient. Even though it appears in a smaller amount than all the other ingredients, I can taste it the most.


I am officially saddened by the Boylan Bottling people (also here?). Your bottles may be vintage but your process is sooo 2009 Americana.

PS
ATTN all bums near Downtown Convenience, Boylston St:
There is a bottle of Pomegranate Blueberry Mash in the garbage can on the street corner. It is missing only two sips. Free!!!!1 Mix it with your Ruble!! Throw it at your bum friends!! Die of arsenic poisoning via sucralose, just like the rats you sleep with sometimes! Whatever floats your boat!!