I love Moxie any way I can get it. Warm and flat, cold and fizzy I do not care. I had a friend in college who tried it, then took the can out in the parking lot and kicked it around because the soda made him sick.

It is the weirdest thing. We go out somewhere, he'll text or call me when he gets home to let me know he made it there fine. If I drove to met up and hang out, he'll call me to make sure I made it home fine. It's sort of sweet but with a touch of stalkery and over protectiveness.