Cops are my friends

I guess Monday isn't the best day to sell lemonade, or as someone suggested, the cops weren't out today, so everyone was drinking beer. The lady drinking vodka out of the bottle didn't even want a little lemonade to go with it. But hey, it was a day at the beach! And a beautiful one to boot. There were no clouds in the sky and since it was windy, the ocean was all turned up and making a fuss as it came to the beach.
I brought more lemonade, bought more ice, and didn't go through it. I came home with about 2.5 gallons today. I sold 20 cups, but it was a harder day than yesterday because my cooler was heavier. I tried wrapping my sarong around it like a baby-sling, but it didn't help much. I've got to find a better way to carry it. I admit that I felt a little discouraged today because it was so slow, but the other vendors were encouraging and I ran into a KABLAMO friend and a guy I knew from Langara (my old school). That was nice and it cheered me up. I got great feedback on the lemonade, too...everyone likes it a lot! A guy who said that he gets lemonade whenever he can said it was the some of the best he had ever had, and another guy said he usually doesn't like it, but really enjoyed mine. That makes me happy. One guy yesterday and one guy today said that they didn't like the idea of me having reusable cups, that it wasn't hygienic. I tried to explain that I didn't reuse them in the same day, but they wouldn't have it. That makes me not so happy. One guy even said that it was because if he saw the "gays" using one of my cups, he wouldn't buy lemonade from me. I said I was ok losing the business. We agreed that he could bring his own cup and I would sell him lemonade.
The ride seemed harder today, maybe because Dave wasn't there to cheer me on. Instead I imagined the people walking down the street silently cheering me, thinking "wow! that's hardcore, pulling that heavy-ass trailer up that big-ass hill! You go girl!" And of course the ride home was harder because I had so much lemonade to bring home. It's super sketchy riding down big hills with a heavy trailer behind me. I feel like my bicycle wheels are sliding out from beneath me and that I'm listing to one side, so I slow way down and go about as fast as I do going uphill!
I've got to think of some good selling lines...so I'm asking for help. Can anyone think of a great line that would make people want to buy lemonade? Right now I'm just saying: "fresh squeezed lemonade." I need something with a little pizazz.
I'm exhausted today...time to rest up for another big day tomorrow.