Diary Queen

I stood outside Dairy Queen in a B-list town made to have a Dairy Queen.

I am vegan so there is nothing there for me except to watch the people. A girl, in her best favorite dress stands expected, almost ready to pose for this photo. Her date is behind the store sipping from a bottle of Southern Comfort he hid in the glove compartment. Two cars roll down Main Street with more horse power than needed.

The rains came later this year. Everybody needs a blizzard. They stand and read the menu even though they already ordered. They’ll be prepared for next Friday night.
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