When I pass the Golden Arches anymore, I can't possibly drive by. I have to drive in. I have to pull up to the speaker and order "Two Sweet Teas please."
"Anything else?" queries the voice of McOZ.
"No," I wince. "Just the tea please."
And hurry.
Because I'm jonesing for the tea. I'm not kidding. It's an addiction worse than biting my nails.
I've had more than one a day, and if you've ever tried one, you know how much sugar I will have ingested. A pound or so, I swear. Once or twice I've even had the shakes coming down from a sweet tea binge. I will even forgo a coffee for a sweet tea and that, friends, should tell you something.
I do have a cohort in crime. You see, Susi used to live in Tennessee and there sweet tea is king. So once she discovered the McD's sugary beverage she was hooked too. Thus the reason we have the pact. Should one of us drive thru MickeyD's without acquiring an additional beverage for the other, this act shall be punishable by... well, let's just say we haven't tested it out yet. Friendship and Sweet Tea is on the line. And those are two things I don't want to do without!
Post Script -- you wouldn't believe the number of people out there who blog about their addiction to sweet tea. It's a 320 calorie conspiracy!
Monday, October 20, 2008
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