On our way home from Ocean City, Adam and I saw a Sonic in Delaware. My dad loves sonic. Well he's never eaten there but he thinks he would love it. I was so excited to see one north of the mason-dixon. Maybe they are moving up the east coast afterall. Anyway, we pulled up to the little ordering station but we didn't know how it worked and no one spoke out of the intercom so we left and hit the drive-thru. We understood that concept. We each ordered some gigantic ice cream thing. We weren't even hungry. We just had to eat at Sonic to say we ate at Sonic. So we did. The ice cream was good but huge. Fat America wins again.