Apparently they don't make Josta Cola ANYWHERE anymore.
Which is depressing, because my memories from the late 90s have enshrined it as the Best Drink Ever®, as memories from high school often do.
My recollection is that it tasted like if you drank a Cherry Coke with a Ricola in your mouth. It had guarana in it, back when they just put that into stuff and shrugged about how bitter it was.
It's the weekend so I will have to try my experimental formula of bad weird flavors, and see if that awakens any primal memories from late teenagehood.
Also I drank Josta while eating Nacho Cheese Doritos while I was working that haunted house job I've talked about before, so this is all tied up in those kickass memories. Which is probably making it taste better in my mind than it ever actually did.
Also FUN FACT, American Godzilla, aka 1998 Godzilla, aka Zilla, aka GINO the Movie (Godzilla In Name Only), featured Josta ads in the background, while Simpsons voice-actors were proving why they've stuck to those jobs for the last 40 years.
This is the scene where Matthew Broderick stops the bad CG Baby GINOs from biting him by making them trip, Looney Tunes-style, on all the basketballs and gumballs he dumps on the floor. Because tons of those are just sitting there in containers in the corridors leading into Madison Square Garden.
Because that's where GINO laid all her eggs.
Also he is accompanied by Comedy Stereotype French Special Forces, for reasons I am very sure matter.
...I still like this movie. GINO did nothing wrong. If they had called it "The Big Iguana Who Ate the Big Apple!", no one would have cared that it was stupid.
...I mean, no one would have seen it. But no one did anyway. But at least then people wouldn't have gotten so mad.
I downloaded a bad VHS rip of this entire movie from Internet Archive just to get this frame. For my post about how I miss a discontinued 1990s Pepsi product that probably wasn't ever good anyway.
Me and Godzilla 1998 have a lot in common.