I understand why people like to use the drive-thru of a fast food restaurant. Even though it promotes laziness, it is a convenience, especially on a rainy day. (Remember that east coast people melt when they get wet so we avoid the rain at all costs – I learned how to not melt from my trips to Seattle and I thank the ppl there for that.) I also understand that sometimes the drive-thru can be a necessity, too… especially at a Dunkin’ Donuts. After all, if you’ve been there enough and are now so fat that you can’t get your butt checks off the driver’s seat or if you’ve opted to sue the food chain for “making” you obese [crock of shit!] and can’t be seen getting a 12-pack of chocolate frosted before your court hearing. Of course none of this makes up for the fuckhead in a drive-thru line that causes a ten minute wait to get coffee.
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