Pepsi Best Quotes

The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates-best price. Cold Bebsi. "Bebsi?" I asked. "Pepsi," Walt said. "I read about it on the Internet. There's no 'p' in Arabic. Everyone here calls the soda Bebsi." "So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?" "Brobably.

Say the word Pepsi in this town, you best watch your back on the way out.

Before we go any further, can we all just admit that junior high sucks eggs? I have never met a person who said, “Man. Seventh grade was the best.” And if I did, I would not want them in my life. Like a person who wears Crocs on purpose, or prefers Pepsi over Coke, I don’t need that kind of delusional idiocy in my life.

Most broadly, the PFC chooses between conflicting options—Coke or Pepsi; blurting out what you really think or restraining yourself; pulling the trigger or not. And often the conflict being resolved is between a decision heavily driven by cognition and one driven by emotions. Once it has decided, the PFC sends orders via projections to the rest of the frontal cortex, sitting just behind it. Those neurons then talk to the “premotor cortex,” sitting just behind it, which then passes it to the “motor cortex,” which talks to your muscles. And a behavior ensues.

The tides of innovation are constantly shifting, attracting the brightest minds of each generation. In the 90s, the "Best Minds of Generation" (BMOGs) flocked to the booming soda industry, crafting marketing campaigns for giants like Coca-Cola and Pepsi. The turn of the millennium saw them migrate to the burgeoning tech world, shaping the advertising landscape of Google and Facebook. Fast forward to the 2020s, and the BMOGs are captivated by the explosive growth of WhatsApp and the gaming industry. But where will these intellectual powerhouses set their sights in 2050? The answer might surprise you – Education.

Despite the challenges, Coca-Cola succeeded in the end. China has become Coca-Cola's third largest market in the world, after the United States and Mexico. It has invested over $5 billion in China. More important, Coca-Cola has blazed a trail for other foreign companies—Pepsi, KFC, McDonald's, Coors, Budweiser, IBM, Apple, Dell, Procter & Gamble, Walmart, Sheraton,

English read: Dates—best price. Cold Bebsi. “Bebsi?” I asked. “Pepsi,” Walt said. “I read about that on the Internet. There’s no ‘p’ in Arabic. Everyone here calls soda Bebsi.” “So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?” “Brobably.

The sign was spray-painted in Arabic and English, probably from some attempt by the farmer to sell his wares in the market. The English read: Dates – best price. Cold Bebsi. ‘Bebsi?’ I asked. ‘Pepsi,’ Walt said. ‘I read about that on the Internet. There’s no “p” in Arabic. Everyone here calls soda Bebsi.’ ‘So you have to have Bebsi with your bizza?’ ‘Brobably.

Whenever I have to pick something off the floor I bend down, keeping my legs straight. Dutifully touching your toes fifty times every day is a crashing bore. But there are almost as many times when something has to be picked up anyhow — or a lower drawer has to be opened — so I automatically do it in a manner that keeps me fit. I try to make a graceful gesture out of reaching for things on high shelves, too. I don’t make it easier by dragging out a little step stool. While I’m on the phone I take a small bottle — a Pepsi bottle, of course — and roll it back and forth under my instep. I touch first the heel to the floor, then the toe, ten times for each foot. [...] These exercises strengthen the foot, stretch the calf muscles, and result in lovely feet and legs. When I’m standing — scraping carrots, or just waiting somewhere — I dig my heels into the ground, draw myself up to my best posture, and pull my stomach muscles in hard. [...] When I’m dictating to my secretary I may raise my elbows level with my shoulders and press the heels of my hands hard against each other. (The whole idea behind isometrics is to make the muscles work against each other.) This exercise, lasting for just six to ten seconds, is wonderful for the inside of the upper arms — the place that can go flabby almost overnight and make it impossible to wear sleeveless dresses. For the backs of the upper arms, do the same exercise with the hands raised just above the level of the forehead.

I tried to think of one word good enough to describe Tessa, but it was impossible. There wasn’t just one word. She was a feeling. She was all the words together. Magnetic. Radiant. Funny. Beautiful. She was storm clouds and rain and the best summer day. She was pink toenail polish and a ponytail. She was cutoff shorts and a teasing eyebrow. A porch swing after a long day. A large Pepsi, not diet. She was soft and prickly. Salty and Sweet. The best combo. She was perfect. No. That word was too sterile. …she was magnificent.