Redneck Diva farted at the Tastee Freez. What ever happen to those? I mean Tastee Freezes? I have always liked their ice cream better than Dairy Queen.
Back in the day, we would leave the lake after a day of water skiing and depending on which way Dad took home, we would pass a Tastee Freez or a Dairy Queen.
I’m not sure what determined our route. But I was always glad when it went by the Tastee Freez.
The one we visited looked a lot like this one. A lot. That would be my car parked there. 1963 Corvette Stingray split window coupe. In my dreams.
I liked Tastee Freez because it was “grainier.” A lot more like home-made ice cream. Dairy Queen is much smoother. Grainy good, smooth good. Grainier better.
Of course, I know what happened to Tastee Freez. Google ™ search engine told me. What’s left of them are owned by some Italian Californians and they have a bunch of stores in the states of Chicago and Virginia. About a hundred total, with some others spread out other states.
I know what killed the white block Tastee Freez’s with the gigantic cones on top of the building and teen age girls or a grouchy old coot working behind the sliding window.
Naked mascots. Remember Tee and Eff? They were nekkid with ice cream on their heads.
Double You Tee Eff – with nekkid mascots – what a great contemporary marketing campaign this would make.
WTF? TASTEE FREEZ!!!!
Oh, Redneck Diva farted at the Tastee Freez – not on purpose – when she was 14 years old. She is twice that age now. Maybe three times that age. Now she does it like your local ambulance chasing lawyer, anywhere, anytime. When’s the last time you farted in public – not on purpose?
Was it grainy or smooth?