I will throw you out of my car if you insult my choice of Blizzard

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My Blizzard, my choice.

Let me be real with you for a moment. If you dare to insult my choice of Blizzard, if you dare to have the gall to question my choice of Blizzard, I will 100% throw you out of my car, most likely while it is moving at a very fast speed. Whether I choose from the candy-based ones or the fruit-based one, my decision is my own and you have no right to challenge me on it. Also, the size of my Blizzard is my choice and my choice alone. If I feel like downing an extra large Blizzard, I don’t want to hear one single word out of you. I work hard for my money and if I want to blow my entire paycheck on a frosty dessert, so be it.

Look, I don’t go over to your place and slap the spoon out of your hand right before you fill your mouth full of a dairy-based treat. And although being thrown out of a moving car might sound cruel, you have nothing to worry about as long as you mind your own Dairy Queen business.