April 17th, 2012
I sat listening to the silence of the night, occasionally taking note of the roar of a late night trucker making his way down the highway to the next truck stop. My mind was still ravished by thoughts of if’s, why’s and how-come’s. I knew of the existence of a few ponies here on Earth, like Rainbow Dash, currently in the care of one ‘Cody’. Since I had yet to shake his hand, I can’t be a legitimate judge of character, but I’ve been hypocritical nonetheless and judged a man (or boy in this case) when it’s not my place, nor will it ever be, to do so.
I flicked the cigarette butt into the parking lot in a small cascade of sparks, and sat watching the red glow of the burning tobacco slowly begin to die out.
What greater force had thrust this great responsibility on me of all people? Surely I wasn’t the best qualified for just such a task... or was I? Could it have been the fact that I had the means to assist in the reunion of alienated Equestrians? Or was it a sliver of my subconscious that told me I would defend those under my care, to death? Whatever the reason may be, I hoped that I was the right man for the job.
I stood up from my spot on the still warm concrete and opened the door to our room. I could hear quiet snoring coming from the bed as I slowly closed the door, allowing it to click near inaudibly lest I disturb the girl under the covers. Then, without a care, I slumped against the door and slid down to the floor.
April 18th, 2012
It was the sound of rambunctious kids that managed to wake me from my much needed rest at an ungodly hour of the morning. I half contemplated walking outside and giving them a piece of my mind, but ultimately decided against it as kids would be kids, no matter what one pissy adult said. The faint sound of snoring persisted from the single bed and I took it as a sign to let her sleep some more. Quietly, I opened the door and stepped outside. The brisk morning breeze shook me of my sleep-deprived stupor and allowed me to get a decent look of the buildings just across the interstate. Then, the unholy symbol of gluttony caught my eye. The wonderfully dreadful golden arches of a McDonald’s.
I set off toward the oasis of obesity, negligent of the cars stopping in my wake and allowing me safe passage through the parking lot. I waited at the edge of the highway for a minute or so until a lull in rush hour traffic appeared, allowing me to make my way across the two laned symbol of industrial conquest with relative ease. I repeated the procedure for the westbound traffic this time, although with less waiting and a bit more running.
“Hello sir, may I take your order.” A cute girl stood behind the counter, her red hair bounced as she chirped happily.
“Can I get a tall skinny redhead, ten million dollars and a getaway car?” I always thought it was a stupid joke, but it somehow managed to make the petite gal giggle. “Uh, two medium coffees and four Egg McMuffins please.” I didn’t bother listening to how much it cost and simply pulled a ten dollar bill from my wallet and handed it to her. I took a moment to rub my eyes and yawn.
“Here’s your change!”
“Thanks,” I replied tiredly.
“So... you ride?”
“Huh?” I asked stupidly, earning another giggle from the chipper teen.
“You know, ride. Like, motorcycles an stuff.”
“Hmm? Oh, yeah, I do. Why do you ask?”
“Well, because you’ve got your jacket on.” I looked at my arm and indeed, there was leather in place of skin. “You know, I really like motorcycles.” Her tone, however suggestive it was, somehow didn’t manage to phase me.
“Honey, as much as I’d like to take you home and do things to you that’d make your daddy blush, you’re probably too young for me.” Stupid comments, my finest works doing their job. Messing with people’s heads. I smirked as I took note of her face going from a freckled light pink to a deep red nearly matching her uniform. She didn’t say anything for a few moments, not even when my food was ready. She just stood there, jaw hanging slightly open. “So about that coffee...”
She quickly snapped out of her trance and went to grabbing the two cups and filling them, nearly tripping over her own two feet in the process.
~
I somehow managed to make it back to the motel in one piece despite the sudden increase in traffic while I was inside the McDonald’s. I had just opened the door when I heard a snort, giggle and unintelligible muttering from within. Setting our breakfast on the bureau, I gingerly made my way over to where the blonde beauty was passed out. I took a moment to revel in the sight of Applejack with a serious case of bedhead along with the small puddle of spittle next to her cheek. “Wakey wakey, hands off snakey,” I said as I shook her shoulder lightly.
“Ah don wanna ernj,” she replied while still asleep. I shook her once more. “geddem way fer me... Nah, thassa sherfermurr...”
“Dammit Applejack!”
“It weren’t me!” she shouted as she bolted upright from the bed.
“What weren’t you?”
“What? Oh consarnit, ya caught me talkin’ in my sleep didn’t ya?” she asked sourly.
I only smirked in reply as I went back toward the dresser and opened the bag with our food in it. “Hungry?”
As we ate, I took the time between bites to explain the ‘brony fandom’ to Applejack. Everything from how it sparked controversy due to the original demographics to all the crazy things people come up with including, but not limited to, music and fan art.
“So there’s folks out there that draw pictures of me an the gang?” she asked as I started explaining fan art.
“Yup, an then some.” I made a mental note in my head not to include the bit about cloppers. “There’s pictures of just about every pony you know and don’t know, Trixie and Discord are particularly popular.”
“Why them? They ain’t that great.”
“Don’t ask me, I like the cool ponies,” I dismissed, shrugging.
“Oh? An who are the ‘cool ponies’?” It seemed I sparked an odd sense of curiosity from the country gal.
I smirked and looked her dead in the eyes. “Do you really wanna know?”
“Well, yeah, Ah s’pose.”
My smug look turned into a wicked grin. “Spitfire, Applejack, Rainbow Dash, Twilight Sparkle, Rarity, Scootaloo, Cloudchaser, Flitter, Thunderlane, Rumble, Snowflake, Aloe, Lotus, Big Macintosh, Soarin, Princess Luna and Braeburn.”
“What about Fluttershy an Pinkie Pie?”
“They’re cool an all, just annoying to me,” I said after taking a sip of my coffee.
“Ah see...”
Our morning continued like this up until about nine o’clock. Her asking random questions and me answering them as best I could. When all was said and done, I got up and started making sure I knew where everything was. After we had gotten everything squared away and ready to go, we mounted the bike and set off down I-70 like two bats out of hell, making sure to wake up everybody at the motel with multiple obnoxious revs of the engine.
~
The very second Applejack and I reached the city limit of Chicago, Illinois, a gut wrenching though came into my brain. You see, Chicago is one of those excessively ignorant liberal places that thinks gun laws save lives. And, well, next to Washington D.C., they have the strictest laws, and I don’t even have an open carry permit in Colorado. So suffice it to say, this was not a good situation.
With my right hand still on the throttle, I reached down and patted my vest where I had stashed the M1911. I reached back up and pulled the clutch, then shifted down in first as I came upon a gas station. I pulled the bike next to a pump and shut the beast down. As I got off I turned to face AJ.
“Hey, guard my girl for a bit, gotta make a quick phone call,” I said, pulling out my phone.
“Can do, sugarcube.”
Soon as I was out of earshot, I scrolled through my contacts until I came upon the entry ‘Punkass’.
“Hello?”
“Hey Cody, it’s Garrett. Say, where do you want me to meet you?”
“Oh, uh... Here, I’ll just text you the address.” He sounded a bit confused as if he’d never given somebody directions before... which he probably hasn’t.
“Ah, ok, thanks. See you in a bit.”
“Later.”
“Peace.” I ended the call and walked inside to pay for my fuel and grab a quick snack for Applejack and myself.
The second I walked outside to the pump, i got a message on my phone that read '4704 South Cicero Avenue Chicago, IL 60638’
~
“Oi! Cody! You in here?” I couldn’t help but shout as I strode into the establishment and held the door open for Applejack.
“What do you think?” I heard a voice sound from around the corner.
“There’s the little punk,” I chided as I went to greet the one I had yet to meet face to face, “So, mind if me an AJ pop a squat here?”
“Sure, why not? What do you think, Rebecca?” Cody asked a girl sitting across from him who, oddly enough, had a head of prismatic polychromatic locks.
“Who the hell’s Rebecca? I thought Dash was gonna be with ya.”
“That would be me, genius,” ‘Rebecca’ sounded. A bit harshly for my taste.
“Should’ve known by the hair,” I mused “So Dash, this here little lady next to me look familiar to ya?” I gestured to my left, evidently there was nobody there.
“Who are you talking about? I don’t see anyone.”
“He’s talkin’ ‘bout me, Applejack, remember?” Applejack said from my right side.
Thus, an unimaginable spark was ignited in the magenta orbs of the former flying pony “Of course I remember AJ! How could I not remember one of my bestest friends?”
“Ah’ve missed ya’ll so much!” Applejack bid goodbye to any sort of manners and went straight to grabbing her friend up in a bone crushing hug. I, however, took it upon myself to push Cody farther into the booth and sit down.
“Jesus, calm your tits. Ain’t been that long has it?” Girls seemed to be really emotional for some unknown reason that was forever beyond my comprehension.
“To them it might’ve been. Also, I think your bad language is influencing Applejack in a bad way.” It’s not I said anything bad...
“Boy, you want your ass whooped now or later?” Snide remarks engaged.
“Depends, but I’ll take my chances,” Cody countered, quicker than I had imagined possible for the short, skinny twerp.
“So Dash,” I addressed the former pegasus “Has whistle britches here hurt you at all since he found ya?”
“Besides, that sparring match we had, he’s been doing an awesome job. At least he has some food in the fridge,” she said matter-of-factly despite my skeptical gaze.
“So... he hasn’t caused you any sort of pain whatsoever?” One can never be too sure with these bronies.
“I said sparring. What more do you want from me? The only pain I’ve gotten is from these two dumb guys from school.” What did school boys have to do with anything? I was talking about Cody, or ‘Punkass’ as I so fondly prefer to refer to him.
“No emotional turmoil or anything like that?” I was growing impatient, why couldn’t anybody just give straight answers? I swear, she was like a politician.
“Easy there big fella, jus’ simmer down a bit.” Unfortunately, Applejack had decided to butt in before I could get a clear retort. “She looks fine to me.”
“You sure? Cause I want a damn good reason just to clock him.” I looked next to me at the kid who’s eyes went wide for a second.
“Yes Ah’m sure. Now can we get somethin’ to eat or what? Ah’m mighty hungry.”
“Finally!” And then there were five. Somehow I hadn’t noticed the tall, and admittedly pretty, white girl leaning against the wall.
“Who’s this chick?” I asked dumbly.
“This chick has a name partner.”
‘This chick is a bitch,’ I thought
“And that name is Sarah. Now for the love of God just stop arguing and let’s have a nice chat... or at least try to have one,” a bit too naggy for my taste, but I could work with that.
“Fine. What do you want, AJ?” I asked as AJ sat quietly next to her old friend.
“Uhhh... whadda they got?” she asked me, as if I knew.
“Cody,” I nudged my new compadre with an elbow, “What they got here for chow?”
“It’s a McDonald’s,” he explained quickly “Don’t ask me why there’s no sign in front of the building. Maybe hidden?”
How the hell could it be a McDonald’s and I not know about it? “No shit? Well uh... I guess you could have like an ice cream or salad or somethin’...”
“Get a salad. They’re awesome, but I’d prefer a daisy sandwich any day,” Dash said, beaming.
“Salad sounds good ta me,” the former farm pony nodded in agreement.
“Alrighty, I’ll be back,” I began as I sat up to go get some food, “You just stay here an get caught up with Dash. C’mon Cody.”
“Can do,” Applejack said with a wave.
~
To be honest, I didn’t think Garrett could do it. I mean to travel so far and be able to find my best friend so easily, it was hard to believe. But being here at this... whatever they called it, I felt wonderful knowing Dash was alright.
“So RD, Cody here been good to ya or ya just blowin’ smoke back there?” I asked.
“Like I said, we were sparring, but the first time was kinda my fault...” I noticed she hung her head a bit.
“What happened?” I reached over and placed my... uh, hand, on her withers, no, oh what’d G call them... shoulder, that’s it.
“I, um... overreacted and thought he was a minion of Discord, so I attacked him,” she said, a tad morose. Not that I could blame her.
“Yep... that’s just about the same thing Ah did. Felt mighty sorry for a while after though.” I nodded my head with a small smile.
“Same here, but he patched up the damage and told me he’d help me find you guys.” At least he had the manners to help her out afterward.
“So now we just gotta find Twi, Pinkie, Fluttershy, Rarity an the Princesses. Boy howdy! Ah can’t wait ta see ‘em,” I exclaimed. I just felt so energized now that I was here with Rainbow.
“I can’t wait either!” RD turned to me with an excited look. “I mean, I spent the entire week searching for you guys... or tried too.” She looked away for a second, a little forlorn-looking “It’s hard when you don’t have wings anymore.”
“Ah know how ya feel.” I really did “Ah done went crazy when Ah saw Ah didn’t have mah hooves.”
“Same here. By the way, what happened when he found you?” Now it was her turn to ask the questions.
“Thought he was some sorta monster an attacked him. Didn’t exactly work too well on my end. Ended up with him holdin’ me in a way Ah could barely breath an couldn’t move much,” I said, remembering the moment I met Garrett.
~
I heard AJ’s and Dash’s voices as I approached the table. I guess they were talking about when me and AJ first got acquainted and how I put her in a choke hold. “It’s called the rear naked choke. Brother taught it to me,” I said as I sat down after Cody. “An let me just say you had it comin’, goin’ all batshit crazy on me like that.”
“You went that crazy AJ?” Rainbow Dash laughed. I noticed her eyes went derpy for a second then back to normal. “Boy, I would’ve loved to see that,” she said, still a bit giggly. She then turned serious “But still, you could’ve killed her!”
“Nah, it ain’t lethal,” I explained as i picked a french fry off of our tray. “It only knocks em out for a bit. If I wanted to kill her I could’ve just slit her throat,” I added nonchalantly. “Anyway, food’s here!”
“Alright, so the salads for the ladies and the burger for Garrett. That means the Big Macs are ours, Sarah.” I wondered what the difference was between a Big Mac and a burger, but didn’t pursue the issue. I noticed AJ looked surprised at what Cody had just said, all I could do was shoot her a look that said ‘I’ll explain later.’
“Yeah, yeah, just give me my food so I can eat. All I’ve been doing is driving you and Tyler around my hometown like a bunch of children,” Sarah said, obviously agitated “No offense to Dash though.”
“Nah, it’s all good.” Dash replied.
“Really? Punkass made you do all the driving?” I was honestly surprised, he looked old enough to drive, so why wouldn’t he? “I thought you were like seventeen, boy.”
“Technically, he’s seventeen and I’m nineteen. That and I know these streets better than these two because I grew up here. So please... can I just eat?” All hail Queen Bitch? Whatever happened to polite conversation?
“I didn’t say you couldn’t, so chow down, Miss Priss,” I replied through a mouthful of fries and burger. To which I received a slap to the back side of my head. Sarah had officially pissed me off.
“Call me priss again and it’ll be your face.”
'Try it, I dare you,' I thought.
“Hit me again an you’ll be speakin’ Arabic for the rest of your life,” I warned, knowing that, being a woman, likely under the constraints of Prehistoric Monster Syndrome, wouldn’t listen all too well. “To think I thought you were kinda pretty,” I muttered quietly.
“Right... like I’ll let you touch me,” she replied sarcastically.
'Whoever said I needed your permission?'
“Alright then, have you met Discord?” Sarah asked in her ever-bitchy tone.
“Nope, why?”
“Weird, I’d thought he’d meet everyone with a pony...” What’s this? A change in her demeanor? Obviously PMSing, nobody ever goes from ‘I’m Queen of everything’ to ‘So how are you today?’, that quickly.
“That’s a negatory, Ghost Rider. Guess the ‘D’ man didn’t want nothin’ to do with me.” I didn’t even know he was out ‘meeting’ people in the first place. You’d think he’d be locked up the second the fuzz found him.
“Maybe it was because you weren’t part of his plan or something?” Sarah quipped. Did Discord even have plans? “I don’t know.”
“Probably cause I’m so damn pretty,” I joked in the vain attempt to preserve the lighthearted mood.
“Haha, yeah right and I’m the Queen of England,” Sarah joked sardonically. I thought I was the only one who ever used that phrase.
“Well then where’s your entourage?” I challenged jokingly.
“Somewhere you don’t need to know.” Just like that, she was back to her hateful attitude.
“Fine. Just be sure to pull that big honkin’ stick,” or would it be a string? “out yer ass soon, I’m gettin’ real tired of your attitude.”
“Whatever!” I couldn’t tell, but I had a feeling I’d struck a nerve. One point to G-Man, Zero points to Queen I-Hate-Everything.
“Geez, you could be a bit, you know, nicer to her?” Rainbow Dash said, sounding a bit defensive.
“I’m an equal opportunity asshole. No holds barred. You get what you give. Hence why I ain’t givin’ you shit, you haven’t given me a reason to.” It’s true, I am. Just ask anybody.
“Seriously? We gave you food!”
“Actually, I bought mine an AJ’s,” I dismissed half-heartedly.
“Yeah, he kind of did buy his own food, Dash,” Cody interjected. Glad to know he was on my side.
“That still doesn’t mean he gets to pick on anybody like that!” I wasn’t actually picking on anybody. Besides, Sarah started it.
“Like I said, you get what you give. An I ain’t got no qualms with you, especially since, next to AJ an Spitfire, you’re my favorite.” Oh god, I love Spitfire. I was even wearing my shirt with her on it that day.
“Oh really? You know Spitfire?”
“I wish.” I would die happy if I could. “From what I’ve seen though, she’s the ultimate badass, an pretty chill.”
“Yeah, she’s chill,” RD said smugly. I didn’t even know that ponies used the term ‘chill’ for an alternative to ‘laid-back’. “But I’m not sure she’s a badass, whatever that means. More like amazingly awesome! I did get to talk with her for a while, ya know.” It seemed Rainbow had gone fangirl on us to match her bragging.
“Yup. After the Best Young Flyer dealy-o right?” I asked, distinctly remembering the episode where Dash did her ‘Sonic Rainboom’. Honestly, I’m still jealous of that. Ever since Spitfire first showed up in the show with a vocal bit, I’ve yearned for the chance of being able to meet her in some way.
“Yep, she was going on about how my amazing skills saved her life and it was something she had never seen before and-”
AJ cut off her friend before she could continue. “Alright you two, jus’ calm down an eat please. Ah’m gettin’ a bit of a headache jus’ listenin’ to ya’ll bicker an whatnot.” I could see it in her eyes, she looked pretty tired as well.“AJ’s right. Let’s dig in!” That being said, we all went silent and returned to our food. Every so often I’d catch Sarah looking at me with a hateful glare. I really hoped somebody would hit her with a truck or something soon because I didn’t want to be the one to do the dirty deed.
FiMFiction done went and mucked up your formatting. Again.
That said, good to see two ponies finally meet up.
Yay! Good to see progress being made in the storyline as a whole.
And everything begins to come together.
Well shit, I'm wondering what Sarah's deal is. She just a friend of Cody? Maybe that'll get explained more.
And did Rainbow Dash go to school? We gonna get to hear more about that?
I'm liking the story so far! KEEP GOING!
I just realized... This must be really far ahead of Silver's story, because none of this has happened.
2509146 Yeah, I don't know why that always happens... I'm fixing it though.
2509246 iknorite?
2509301 Just as planned... pinkiepiemischievousmustache.gif
2509313 Well, you'll have to check out Silvies... When he gets everything fixed and updated. lol
2509331 Yeah, Silverness is still on day 1 or 2, needs to get moving.
2509368 Deck him so he'll get his ass in check. That seems like a good reason for him to get punched, no?
this is the best chapter ever.
i loved that ending.
The PMS monster hahhaaaaaaa mother of God, you good sir have a new follower
2509377 Myeh, I tend to look for better reasons than that. haha
2509406 lol 'Bout damn time.
Is... Is it weird that I like this chapter way more than any of the previous ones? I mean, no offense or anything, and I'm always happy to read some more redneck shenanigans, but the writing and dialog seem to have improved noticeably in my opinion.
2509463 It has? Huh... I hadn't noticed. But I suppose if a reader noticed things getting better, well... SWEET! Glad you like it!
2509313 Try reading the Rainbow Dash branch of this series, it'll help a lot.
2509480
And I thought southerners were violent. Do you really go around picking fights with every person who looks at you wrong?
I'm really liking this. For some reason though I keep reading your dialogue in Tychus Findlay's voice.
Ponies and Author Connection Achievement unlocked!
2509747 I don't in real life, I just felt I needed to make 'Fictional Me' a bit more obtrusive and 'in-your-face' about stuff.
2509754 I'll take that as a compliment haha, although my voice ain't that ddep an I don't speak that slow.
2509896 lol I'm not the first though... Or am I?
Only complaint would be that it needs more redneck hijinks
2510068 Hopefully I can squeeze s'more in. In the meantime, I'm cooking up witty one-liners an other such things.
“So now we just gotta find Twi, Pinkie, Fluttershy, Rarity an the Princesses. Boy howdy! Ah can’t wait ta see ‘em,”
Did I forget to mention that I found Derpy in the woods behind my house? I did . . . oh well, she's mine if nopony/brony comes to get her.
2510130 Pics or it didn't happen.
I'm actually kind of surprised how well AJ is taking the whole "being treated like a fictional character" thing. She may have gotten over her initial freakout, but I'd still be really weirded out if I were her.
Also, I'm starting to find myself wishing that something bad will happen to Garret already with the way he's been acting. Not the real one, of course, but since I'm a spiteful bastard I probably would if he acted the same way in real life.
2510311 This shouldn't come as much of a surprise or be too spoilerific, but I highly doubt fictional Slorgy is going to like fictional Garrett's attitude much.
A new chapter you say? Snuck that one by me. And what a glorious chapter it was. The first meeting between humanized ponies and authors! What a momentous occasion!
If I may, though, I was a bit disappointed with the reunion scene. I feel like it was rushed and hurried. The lack of internal dialogue and descriptions made for a rather confusing scene. Did Garrett really have no thoughts whatsoever on the interior of the building? No "huh this sure is strange for a house" sort of thing? It was very abrupt for Cody to suddenly go "oh hey, it's a McDonald's." Quite jarring. Even more so than that, I guess I was disappointed in the actual reunion itself. I was expecting it a be a bit more...well, emotional, you know? I know AJ and RD are the tough ones, but even so they both have been through an unbelievable amount of stress and pain. To FINALLY see each other again, and to know that they are okay, I was expecting a bit more.
But it was okay, I guess.
2510047 You are indeed the first.
2510148 Which I would gladly provide you with . . . if I actually knew how to post them. Yeah, I'm not exactly a techno geek.
Pretty good writing specific hilarious moments
"Oasis of obesity"
"Prehistoric Monster Syndrome"
Made me lol pretty hard
Aaaaahhhh... I hate to be the one pointing out errors again, but if this chapter takes place on April 18th then there's no way that you could even know what Princess Cadance and Shining Armor acted like, seeing how they first showed up in the Season 2 finale on April 21st 2012, three days later.
Anyway, I've been trying to kick my writing into overdrive, and I intend to skip a couple days, so hopefully I should be at this point in my story soon. There are some things that I hope to see happen...
2509427 I know, I know.. i should've followed when I first fav'd this story
2510732>>2510773 Get your ass in gear, we need some fabulous shenanigans that aren't crack dreams.
2510047
That's good.
2511062
Keep your shirt on. Ye'll be gettin' yer shenanigans. Today if I have anything to say about it.
And so as it is Written the first 2 poines were reunited
Sarah is really annoying, and i'm starving... I want a delicious McDonald's Angus burger (If they still sell them), I would devour it like a wild beast...
2509368 2509585 well shit, no wonder! I'm missing half of the story!
How are you/Silverness planning to bring in all the other characters? Like if there are no more collaborators, how are you going to divvy them up?
2512329 Well actually, if you haven't read the others, this is a collaboration project and has at least a total of seven other stories.
2512347 FUCK! I'm so outta the loop! I know what I'm doing for the rest of the day!
2512380 You should totally read the one where Pinkie Pie and Fluttershy ended up in Australia. The author of that one is pretty awesome.
2512329 You my friend, need to find the Ponyfall group page. lol
2513079 And I thought I was conceited.
2512164 I don't like her either, don't worry.
2510773 You butt hole. lol Now I gotta change that.
2513079
Your the author...Oh I get it, SPAM! in a strange way...
2513223 I have been reading all of the stories...They are all awesome! To be fair, yours was the only one I had found initially, and you don't exactly mention it's a collab in the description of the story.
Well no shit, Sarah, he's asking for your name, or are you too stuck up to remember that he doesn't know it?
2513079 You cheeky devil you!
What are you doing here??? For the love of all things good in the world, keep writing!
2515004>>2518954>>2519161 Just now starting huh? lol That's unfortunately the only song I've ever listened to by them...
2516275 Tou'che... lol
2516759 I figured you'd comment on the bit at the McDonald's with the little cashier girl.
2519161
hold on meow, as long as we stay calm and don't say shenanigans we'll be fine
2520496 Why would I complain about the cashier when it's the manager I have a problem with?
2521094 lol I didn't say complain though. The first McDonald's was in Kansas, the one where I met Silverness and RD was in Chicago, the one that 'Sarah' manages is in Indianapolis.
2522143 Yes, you should realize that I did know that, I was just making a crack. I still don't see why you thought I'd complain about the cashier, though.
Damn, sounds like you got a problem with liberals xD
2524573 No, not complain. Address, as in comment on that part.
2524576 Don't worry, I hate conservatives just as much. Both want to fuck this country and line their pockets. What we need is not what they want.
2524599 Comment, complain, address, whatever. I still don't see your reasoning.
2524599 Ah, thats a relief. I was afraid that if we ever met, you would pull your 1911 on me. Here in NYC, I cant even look at a gun without a cop pulling it on me xD That actually happened to me once when I was 14 just because I looked at a cop's gun because I was able to identify it as a Sig P226