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Originally Posted by Rusty
After dinner. Wifey got a blister on her tongue for a Dairy Queen Blizzard. So we climb into the Z and head for the DQ. Get there, and there is a line of cars in the drivethu going out of the lot and back in. We get in line and wait. It didn't take long. I'm here eating mine right now. 
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where's my dairy queen duude?

