You know what makes me sick? You know what makes me so mad I just wanna go to a cannibal convention… with giant onion rings around my neck? eating in your car
You know – sometimes I get a little misty-eyed when I think about the good old days. I mean – there was things we used to do back in the day – we don’t do no more. And that’s sad. The world’s getting faster… and we’re losing some of our humanity. eating in your car
Like I thought about this driving through the McDonald’s last night. You know what you don’t see no more? You don’t see a family eating in your car no more. eating in your car
Eating in your car
No sir – you eat while you’re driving. Or… you take it home and eat it. There used to be a time when a family saw the value of sitting in a parking lot and eating in your car.
I mean – that’s your quality family time right there. Kids in the back seat – throwing French fries at each other. Mom’s got a milkshake up on the dashboard. Dad’s got his nugget dipping sauce balanced between his knees. Yeah – you don’t see families today taking the time to eat together like that no more. And that is a shame.
I remember my daddy used to take us out on Friday night to the Red Barn. And we’d set there in the car, eating Barn-busters… and thinking that was how the Rockefellers must have lived. And then the whole rest of the weekend – that car used to smell like onion rings and secret sauce. eating in your car
You know… they got fast food… and they casual food. And now they come up with something called fast casual. What I miss – is fast redneck casual food. eating in your car
Wake up, America. So bring back American values – throw your kids in the car tonight… and eat in the Wendy’s parking lot. And tell them Earl sent you. I’m Earl Pitts American. Like me on Facebook. And Pitts Off.