Trip to Dairy Queen

I took Nicole to Dairy Queen. She refused to go into the DQ, so we had to use the drive-through, even though there were 4 cars in front of us, and NO ONE in the store. Rrgh.

Anyway, the point of this story is that neither Nicole or Katie had ever had a Peanut-Buster whachamacallit before, even though they've both been to the Queen hundreds and hundreds of times. That's what's wrong with their generation, I tell you what.

Lights out with your knights out,

T.