Tarot Souffle

I made a mess the first time I came across Capri Sun. Mom froze a pouch and packed it in my lunch for cub scout camp. Lunch was scheduled early that day. My Capri Sun remained frozen. I knew I needed to pierce the pouch with the straw that was glued to it using the beveled end. I chose to poke the pouch straight into its belly instead of up near the seal. I successfully made a hole. Because the juice was still frozen, the straw had nowhere to go. So I had this juice popsicle in a bag in my hand and would press it directly to my mouth covering the hole I poked. I would suck occasionally to capture what little had melted. Drip by drip. I looked about as sharp as I felt I’m sure.