Wifey and I crossed the (NYC/NJ) border today to run an errand and stumbled upon the first Sonic that I've ever seen north of the Mason-Dixon. We were so excited, we made a U-turn to get to it and the line was so long that a police officer made us keep going so that we didn't hold up traffic. We made two more U-turns to try again and this time we got in. (more difficult than getting past velvet ropes in NYC!)
We were so excited we ordered enough food for an overweight family of six. We ripped open the bag and inhaled the burgers and fries, smiling to each other, declaring, "This is heaven!"
Five minutes later our stomachs hurt so bad, we regretted eating so much so fast, and thought, "Oh god, I'm in hell right now."