The label has been scribbled with "Bulge" with a sharpie pen. That sounds like fun, and you can't wait to see you're already big muscles bulging even further. You chug it down, then begin admiring your biceps, waiting to see them peak even further, but...nothing happens.
You stand there, puzzled, until you feel a pain in your crotch and look down to notice that your "bulge" has doubled in size and is doubling again. It looks like you've stuffed a chicken down your pants, and the chicken is quickly plumping up into a twenty-pound turkey as your pants rip open and you're standing there with an obscenely enlarged cock and balls.
"Young man," the shopkeeper says. "We have a dress code in this mall. I'll have to ask you to leave."