Well then, you clearly didn't grow up in the, um, er, less-refined parts of NJ, as oversized and over-sweetened frozen fruit (and sometimes soda) drinks are right-of-passage for bored (pre-internet) kids with all but no pocket money hanging out with their friends outside a shabby looking 7-11. As you got older, adding vodka or whatever cheap booze you could find was also a thing (so I was told).
I have to confess, I've led a rather sheltered life. It took me 65 years to make my one and only NJ visit and then it was just to pick up a car for my wife. I flew into Newark on a Sunday night and went straight to my hotel. Monday morning, the salesman I was dealing with picked me up and drove me to Freehold to finalize the transaction. A couple of feet of snow was in the forecast, so I started the long drive home to northern WI as soon as possible.