Dear lady in drive through at McDonald’s…
Dear lady in drive through at McDonald’s…
Where to begin. There is so much I want to say to you. I guess first and foremost, please take the time to buy your 3 year old a child restraining seat. You might be able to concentrate on what’s happening around you if you don’t have mogli the jungle boy crawling around the inside of you POS cavalier. Also, I am pretty sure it is a law in 50 of the 50 states.
Having mentioned you cracked out vehicle, let me ask that you drive it off a cliff to help the environment. Aside from the noise of a dying elk, it had a pee green tinted smoke coming out of all of it’s little car orifices. I’m pretty sure this was from the car and not from you, but I couldn’t really tell, as my eyes where trying to swell shut from the toxic fumes.
Next, let me comment on your lack of any type of awareness or concern for those around you. I thought maybe between the cell phone, cigarette, and boy-ape, you were just overwhelmed. However, when you pulled forward, after receiving your food, just far enough to pump 100 cubic tons of your feel good gas into the window of McDonald’s, but not far enough to let the next customer get to said window, I realized you just had no respect for those around you. I am glad you took the 3 minutes to get all you shit right, finish your phone call, place your trash from the last fast food visit on the curb, and light up another fag, but those behind you might want their food and have places to be.
In closing, Thank you for showing me that the stereotypical ghetto trailer trash mom still exists and is thriving in Huntsville, AL. Not that I had much doubt, but I rarely have the pleasure of observing such a fine specimen so close up. I do ask that, next time, when you put on your good face and come into town with your offspring…god help him…that you eat before you leave your shanty.
Respectfully,
Me
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