Out of support for a fellow Montanan, I thought I would give Zipfizz Energy Drink a try. My first shot of the Citrus flavor made me pucker. My only justification for finishing the drink was out of necessity. I was fighting off the burn of super duper hotty sauce on my burrito. I can safely say my Zipfizz experience was tainted by my flaming hot sauce lips. So…I gave it another crack. This time in Berry. I was awaiting the euphoric, energetic feeling I had read about. Wait for it…wait for it…nothing. My best descriptive word for the taste is ick. It has a slight medicinal taste, with a hint of kool-aid (minus the sugar). I couldn’t finish it without making a face every time I sipped. On the positive side, I don’t hate their packaging. It is admirable that a local boy is making millions and can now afford new teeth, a Hummer, and a wife with big fake boobs. More power to him. I wish I could say that I was endorsing the product, but I can’t give phony approval. I won’t be trying it again, no matter how much B-12 I can get out of it.