I love me some Micky D’s! Where else can you get 42 ounces of ice cold Diet Coke for under a dollar? There’s nothing like that fizzy sting in your nose on a hot summer day.
Ooooh, pulling into the drive through lane of my neighborhood Golden Arches I anticipated that very sting – imagining it, in fact, when I choked on the fantasy nectar and spewed its carbonated goodness all over the dashboard of my beautiful new Santa Fe.
How about we call them Betty and Pebbles?
Now it looks to me like Betty was out shopping and, like any responsible pet owner, did not want to leave Pebbles alone in a sweltering vehicle, so she did the only reasonable thing. She chose the drive through. Wouldn’t you? Of course you would.
Like any respectful customer, she placed her order and patiently waited her turn in line.
Ahh…she’s a girl after my own heart - A Super-Sized Cup of Ambrosia.
Another satisfied customer!
Ruby promised me she kept a straight face, but I'm not buying it. Not for one minute!