Apple Juice or Milk?

I was bored today, so I asked random classmates whether they preferred apple juice or milk and I was surprised; more than 3/4 of the 19 (16, specifically) I asked said milk! Why would anyone choose milk over apple juice in flavor? I personally like apple juice more if you couldn't guess that from my personality alone. I can't stand milk, especially not strawberry milk. Strawberries are good and milk is meh, but together, they're horrid! Terrifying! Who decided "hey, I'm going to mix a heavenly berry with some stuff that comes out of an animal!"? Perish the thought! It's wrong! An abomination! That person must be shot in the face after they die to make sure they don't invent anything else, even post-mortem! But what was I saying? Oh yeah. Apple juice is a wonderful substance capable of giving people superpowers! Who can say no to something that awesome?

And time for a random picture from IndyMogul of the YouTube community (introduced to me by Jikei): The Incredibly Pink Hulk!

I'm sorry

This post is mostly for those who don't know much about me or haven't read other posts.
I just wanted to specify that while I don't always apologize for things, I do honestly care that I've done something offensive. I usually try to keep my mistakes in mind so I don't make them again, but if I come across as a bitch because I won't apologize, I'm sorry. I don't mean to offend, though I know that what I say can sometimes be offensive. I understand it if people are offended and I will try to remedy it somehow. I will not apologize, however, if someone tells me to because I do, occasionally, have the temper that matches my 12-year-old-boy-with-long-hair appearance.
I only bring this up because lately, my posts have been either incomprehensible or sexually-driven, and for that, I apologize. I'm not apologizing for my attitude at the time or the content of the posts, but that I shared them without considering how much others may be offended. I'll tone it down a little if I can. I know my readers (both of you that I know of anyway) and you're mature enough to handle the content, but I'm sorry anyway. I shouldn't have posted it without first thinking about what you expect to see on this blog. All I ask is that you forgive me for speaking like I have been instead of as the opinionated little bitch I am (and don't you dare chastise me for calling myself that).
And I'm sure at least one of you ("big brother", so to speak) would like to know what brought this on, but it's not hard to figure out. I'm alone and therefore not exposed to a certain environmental factor that alter my judgment. Instead of hot breath, I have hot bread. It's almost the same, only it's two letters off.