Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 2)

Chuck E. Bucks (Pt. 2)

Alright, part deux of my one trip of Spring Break! So, after the CEC adventure, we decided to head on over to our fave hangout in the town, the McGalliard's Starbucks. We used to do this all of the time, but it had been a while since I had been there with anyone else.

So, it started out pretty normal, we ordered drinks and went outside to consume the loveliest of beverages that only Starbucks can create. I, as per uz (usual), ordered a Venti Mocha Frappucino. It's like gold in a cup, but more rich and better tasting.

However, this night was soon to become EXTRAordinary. For I had an idea. An idea that would change that trip to Starbucks like none other: Lawn Party.

Now, for this to make sense, you have to know our Starbucks layout. There's the building, a drive all the way around (4 Drive-Thru, duh), and a parking lot to one side. Now, upon immediately leaving the building heading street-side there is a patio, the location of our usual Starbucks experiences. But, on the other side of the drive, between the drive itself and the street, there is a nicely sized patch of grass, which also houses the site of the Starbucks sign.
This is where we choose to convene that night.

So, there we are. Ten feet away from cars passing by at about 30-40 miles an hour, sipping on Starbucks. It was like heaven, I tell you. Well, then we decided to interact. We began to yell at the cars, wave, and act like we were on an inverted parade route, where we were still and the audience drove past us. This even attracted the attention of people we knew! Yes, two of my friends recognized me by The Trademark, and called to ask if I was there. Yeah, the whole town knew where we were that night.

This was all and good until HE showed up. A nice (cough) gentleman in a exclusively marked car pulled in and told us to stop distracting drivers. So, we went back to the patio.

Ten minutes later, we stormed the lawn again, and romped again, this time quietly, and without driver interaction. We eventually went inside, and closed the place down, with the employees having to wait on us vacate the parking lot before they could leave.

I might have only left the house once this Spring Break, but as you can see, it was worth it.
(Also, the blogs should be shorter the next few days. Sorry for the novels, y'all.)