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Friday, May 19, 2006
Dairy Queen abuse.  So a new DQ moved in to town. It's not at a particularly convenient location, and there was zero fanfare upon its grand opening. Like prairie dogs, people just sort of sniffed the air, "Dairy Queen... nearby... oooh, dilly bars..." and flocked to the tiny counter to get their fix. Okay, so it's sort of expected that a DQ is going to have a crowd around it on a warm weekend evening. Nothing odd about that. But today, before 10am, in the pouring rain, with an ambient temperature of about 53F (11C), there were people standing in line outside of the DQ window. Unless they've merged with Starbucks, or have been spiking their Blizzards, I don't get it. posted by hilary at 10:01 AM |  
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I don't get it either. The tiny one at my mall gets almost no attention as in almost no lines or people buying from them. So if they are spiking stuff, it must be only that one where you are at.
-Donavon
Hey...look, my baby turned 2 today and he's already figured out how to post on your Blog Hil! LOL! He can't spell his name though...
Jenna
lol Jenna, next he'll be asking for his own blog. ;)
He could use it I'm sure! He's got a lot to say! Too bad I don't speak Midget. Thankfully, he's learning our language in leaps and bounds!
Jenna
There's never a wrong time for Dairy Queen, never.
LOL! Does DQ sell coffee? I don't get it, either. I'm pregnant, but I still wouldn't be standing outside in the rain wanting some ice cream.