Wednesday, August 05, 2015

First It was the Thin Mints Melee . . .

. . . and now it's the Car-ramming, bird-flipping flap at Popeye's!  

Hat tip to Jeff Meyerson.

3 comments:

Deb said...

"...instead they threw him in the slammer where it's unlikely there's anything from Popeye's on the menu."

My husband is part of a prison-visitation ministry through our church and he says the biggest outpouring of thanks they ever receive is when they cater an inmate lunch with chicken from Popeye's.

/Their spicy chicken is the best!

mybillcrider said...

The Colonel would not agree.

Don Coffin said...

I must admit that I have, on more than one occasion, been behind someone in a drive-through who seems not to comprehend that the point is to place an order, not have a lengthy conversation with the person at the other end of the speaker (my personal record is the driver in front of me at a McDonald's taking 5 minutes for the apparent purpose of ordering a small coffee--which, because of a promotion--was free). So I can understand becoming frustrated. But I can't understand assault with a Lincoln.