Some Extra Mints

I'm a cruncher. I crunch ice, Tootsie Roll Pops and mints. Give my wife a Life Saver mint, and it will last for hours. Mine are lucky to make it 60 seconds. That's a big part of why I love the mints at Sonic.

They look like slightly smaller regular starlight peppermint discs, but when my teeth make impact, they crumble into a million tiny pieces of refreshing awesomeness. The texture reminds me of the soft pastel dinner mints my grandma kept in a bowl on her buffet.

Last week as we were going through the Sonic drive-in, I mention how much I love the mints when Gina suggested I just ask for a few more. I did and they gave me a handful. Yesterday, I asked the carhop for some extra mints and she came back with this small cup stuffed with them, "That way you can just keep them in your cup holder." 

Thanks for the extra mints. I LOVE sonic!

No Credit

Since that visit, there have been a few mornings where I think of that incident, and I think my poor uncle. He never gets credit for putting away the dishes quietly. If he does them quietly, my aunt doesn't wake up, so she never thinks that he did it quietly; however, every time he makes enough noise to wake her up, he probably gets nagged when she stumbles out of bed.

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