Only a day ago, Saturday, I visited the ‘authentic’ Dairy Queen. That’s what adults say. In adult language, authentic means old, smelly, and dirty. Also filled with old people. To my sister, old people are a bad thing. They aren’t necessarily a bad thing, but sometimes they kind of go on too much about ‘Oh, back when I was little…’. So I was disgusted. The bathrooms were:

• Moldy (EW!)
• Not a lot of toilet paper.
• The sink had a hole in it for the drain.
• The soap dispenser was empty.
• There was a garbage can right in the center of the room. what the heck?!?!?

So. I give this bathroom:

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