What's really in those gatorade bottles that they drink out of in the Super Bowl? You're right! Fuckin' chocolate milk! The drink of champs. Whether you like it with breakfast or as a late night treat, each time you sip the cool brown juice, an angel gets its wings and Satan is force fed a buffet-sized serving of room temperature rice pudding. Wanna fight terrorism and it's close relative communism? Suck a fudgy brew immediately.