If this little test had been run with bacon and cheese instead of iced tea, no way the folks of Cincinnati would have been so honest.
Extra kudos to Chicago, where I'm surprised anybody could bend over far enough to pick up said bottle. If there's one place that likes fried fatass food more than Cinci, it's gotta be Chicago. I think one artery starts to close up when you get off the plane there.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
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