>live in Tennessee
>walk into popeyes
>connected to smelly gas station
>15 people in line, all fat
>homeless guy stumbling around near drink machine
>nobody behind front desk
>fat lady with giant acrylic nails comes bouncing out from the kitchen eventually
>"wut kind a chicken u wan?"
>1st person ahead of me orders 19 tender meals, 3 bucket chicken, 4 orders of fries, also 8 extra biscuits
>goes through all the already cooked chicken and then some
>wait 10 more minutes for them to make more chicken
>person argues with cashier over check
>"I DIN ORDER NO SANDWICH SHIEEET"
>manager has to come out
>skinny twitchy methed out no-teeth white woman who looks 50 but is probably 25
>wipes her nose with her hand then fumbles with receipt/food/money
>"nah sur u din order dis sandwich ur right, i give ye extra biscuit"
>fat cashier lady: WE DON'T GOT NO BISCUITS
>hear honking from the drive through line which is held up from all the commotion
>1st guy finally has his gigantic order ready
>"SHIEEET THIS DRINK MACHINE IS OUT OF ICE"
>cashier comes out to change ice for some reason
>fleet 1st guy brings his gigantic meal to his wife, who is probably 30 but so fat she is walking with a cane
>rub their greasy fingers on their iphones as they engulf the chicken silentlessly
>occasional hoot/holler as they see something funny on their phone
>cashier: NEXT
>repeat process for #2
>radio on the intercom: tornado incoming to your area