The shop runs on Monster Energy, so we put every flavor in the fridge to the test and found out what the attraction is. Some cans land closer to dessert, some taste flat-out strange, and a few are hard to describe without laughing. With an EKG hooked up for good measure, the tasting turns into a straight-up ranking of what is actually drinkable. In the end, Irish Blend takes the win, with the rest ranging from decent enough to feel like they might kick a rod out.
The video opens with a simple question: why does the shop crew drink so much Monster Energy? To find out, the host samples every flavor currently in the refrigerator.
The crew even hooks him up to an EKG, adding a mock-scientific element to the experiment as he works his way through the lineup.
He starts with the original Monster and describes it using shop-inspired tasting notes rather than conventional flavor terms.
His reaction is that it tastes like "about 30% Nitro" mixed with "Swiss chocolate 30 weight," combining references to racing fuel, chocolate, and motor oil to describe the drink's intense character.
Pacific Punch immediately stands out for its appearance.
Looking at its vivid color, he jokes that if a urine sample looked like that, there would be a problem. The reaction continues the theme of comparing the drinks to questionable fluids more likely to be found around a shop than in a refrigerator.
The Low Carb version produces another unusual set of tasting notes.
He initially reaches for chemical and industrial comparisons before eventually detecting something closer to pineapple. The sequence captures the overall tone of the tasting, with each flavor interpreted through a mixture of shop humor and genuine attempts to identify what he is tasting.
The sugar-free option receives a similarly questionable visual assessment.
He remarks that it looks like ammonia, continuing the running joke that the drinks resemble industrial chemicals as much as beverages. Going sugar-free does little to make the lineup seem less chemically inspired.
After sampling the available flavors, he declares Irish Blend the winner.
Even then, the final assessment remains firmly rooted in engine-shop language. He jokes that any of the drinks would probably be enough to "kick a rod out," suggesting that their biggest common characteristic is the energy hit rather than subtle flavor.
By the end of the tasting, the cumulative effect is starting to show. He compares himself to Krusty the Clown after the show, suggesting he is thoroughly wired and worn out from sampling the lineup.
Overall, the segment plays as a comedic shop-floor taste test, with Monster flavors evaluated through racing fuel, motor oil, chemicals, and engine-failure references rather than traditional beverage-review language.
