Read the fucking leaves

Is it just me, or would you expect a tea called Tangerine Orange Zinger actually to be orange? I mean, am I going crazy, or am I so sane that I just blew my own mind?
Instead, I'm greeted by this reddish muck that mocks my assumed sanity, even while I enjoy its tarty flavor and relax as its selfless warmth overwhelms my spirit (and my guts).

Tea: It's not just for hippies anymore!