Maybe she slipped and landed smatch-down on a piping hot duck.


In his unending quest to plagiarise every single thing that stands as good and decent about the internet, Datazoid proudly ventures toward Chefelf's very own Extinct Beverage Museum. Besides, Datazoid is on a different continent. Datazoid has access to beverages Chefelf does not. Datazoid also speaks often in the third person, it seems. Anyhow. Fanfare ahoy!

Extinct Beverage Reviews

Beverage Title!

Red Devil


Tagline: "When you need the maximum - physically and mentally." The can also boasts "refreshing" and "highly vitalising".
Manufacturer: Manufactured by DIS B.V./NL-6130 AC Sittard, product of The Netherlands. Imported by Devilish Beverages, in Baulkham Hills, NSW.
Website: http://www.reddevildrinks.com/ or http://www.red-devil.com.au/
Red Devil is a rarity in the universe of energy drinks, as it has a functioning website. Among other things, the website advertises the "power cola" variant of Red Devil, and promotes a six pack advertised by Mikka Hakkinen, looking very much like Frank Spencer as he waves about a can of Red Devil. The website also includes cocktail recipes and features a gallery of Red Devil promotional girlies. Kinda scary.
Magical Contents: Caffiene, taurine and the usual b-group vitamins.
Click here for information on these ingredients.
Medical Warnings: "Not recommended for children, diabetics, pregnant or lactating women or individuals sensitive to caffeine."
Volume: Can; 250ml.
Daily Dosage: Two cans daily.
Nutritional Info: It's pasteurised, like Red Bull. For more information on pasteurisation, and why it's scary it's required for an energy drink, click here.

Ingredient Graph for idiots Amount per 100ml
Energy 52.8cal
Carbohydrates 12.5g
Sugars 12.5g
Chemicals Amount per 100ml
Caffeine 32mg
Taurine 400mg
Niacin/Vitamin B3 15mg
Pantothenic Acid/Vitamin B5 2mg
Vitamin B6 0.8mg
Riboflavin/Vitamin B2 0.6mg
Vitamin B12 0.4ug


Drinks that start with "Red..":
It's all Red Bull's fault. "Red" has apparently become a convenient catch-all buzzword for energy drinks. Between Red Eye, which is pleasant, and Red Bull, which is bile in a can, it's a shame the term cannot be safely used to distinguish the palatable from the impalatable.

Beverage Bottle, glass
Kinda like tomato juice. From hell. Also, carbonated.

To the eye:
It's alarmingly tomato coloured. It kinda looks like someone has bled into it. It's not a comforting colour. I had anticipated it'd look somewhat like Red Bull, based entirely on the contents being similar. I'm almost disappointed.

Beverage closeup
It's the soul of the devil in liquid form.

To the nose:
Argh. It smells exactly the same as every other energy drink that tries to disguise the patently disgusting flavour of b-group vitamins with some kind of uberberry fruit deluxe syrupy flavour. It smells very much like someone's vomited some berries and added Berocca.

To the mouth:
At the risk of offering a cheap-arse description of the flavour that'll be of no help to anyone, it tastes virtually identical to Red Eye Gold. It's got a strong medicinal flavour, buried beneath an unpleasant taste of partially digested berries, all of which are swimming on top of the unpleasant vegetable flavour of b-group vitamins, which still manage to poke their hideous heads through the masking agents to make this a vaguely unpleasant beverage. As flavours go, this one isn't too bad. I was afraid it'd taste like Red Bull, but thankfully it does not.

And a little while after:
The only noticable aftertaste is that of the berry-like puke flavour, which -- as an aftertaste, at least -- isn't totally unpleasant.

Overall:
It's not entirely bad. For something with all the ingredients of Red Bull, a name that begins with "Red", and a colour that looks like someone's been punched in the kidneys and taken a nice long piss, it's decidedly palatable and probably earns itself a place on the short list of energy drinks that don't make your soul depressed.

One word summary*:
"Berries".

* Like I said, plagiarising everything.






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