It couldn’t possibly be made any cheaper. Cloying thick melted candy meets Dimetapp left in a hot car for two days. The color and the overly fake raspberry mushy flavor might be serviceable as a float on the top of an already ridiculous 20 oz island drink with a beer floating in it upside down or maybe smuggled in your back pack to junior high school dance but other than that I can’t think why you’d want this. I don’t want it. But I’m stuck with it and it sucks. Just like Joe Biden.