Thank You For Choosing
Drive Thru Life
Busy since the gala grand opening with the retired NASCAR driver, whose name she couldn't remember but who stared at her tits like they were a spinning car in front of him, Cassidy wasn't in the mood for drive thru small talk.
Buddy's Burgers. Pay for your order, go to the second window and go.
Two Doubles no onion was proud of his lucky hat.
“On the way to the casino in my lucky hat.”
Great dude, next window.
When Cassidy could see cars in line on Mt. Olive Boulevard, she knew the place was a hit.
Burgers were good, better than the chains, but goddamn. Must be the price, too.
Norbert “Buddy” Kaznicki said he had a cousin with a cattle ranch, got a great deal.
Cassidy wanted a raise.
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