Somehow, a review of a juice cleanse has managed to be the most entertaining thing I've read all day. Between this and "Dance Apocalyptic," I've managed to snap out of what seems to be a weekly Saturday night gloom, which tells me either that it's worth recommending or that I just get way too much out of Count von Count jokes.
(Unrelated: holy crap, how is it already almost midnight? I have to get up early tomorrow! Oops.)