America. Land of the free, home of Sonic fast foot restaurants with wry TV commercials and slushies for a reasonable price.
Let no one get between a good American and his nearest Sonic. Not even an officer of the law. Because the REAL law of the country that God and white long-haired Jesus loves the most says that no one can stop us from our right to eat deep fried foods drenched in salt and sugar and high fructose corn syrup 24 hours a goddamned day. Impede our right to assault ourselves with outer space food for dummies at your own peril, copper. Before you know it an irate Asian will drag your sorry ass down the street with his automobile while the assembled hordes applaud his patriotism.
Fuck, I wish there was a Sonic in Los Angeles. Then I could mow down a cop with my car too. And get a side of tater tots to go, bitch.
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