"let them put me scene for them, they have just worked 5 hours straight in the blistring heat of evanston dragging dirt and you like is practically self-tied until they swing the steak and shake drive thru. to their great relief they see the crispy, mouth-watering chicken tsarte, with the savory and sweet bbbq that makes them cream. they destroy these waiting after 20 minutes, but it was every second. in a later return in a similar situation of extreme hunger they see that there is no more a chicken delicate picture on the running gear thru. no greatgie, they think, only a mishap, they go to order, we have no chicken teeth anymore sir, I cry for hours at the end, wit can express my deep disappointment for the removal of these gott. I beg to my poor and kneel to the steak and shake hq to please thank her back and bless God"
