That better be sunset in this cup. I love the traditional small town diners. The kind of diner that you don’t really see anymore, you know the ones where the waitresses chew gum and call you hon, and you know the special sauce on the hamburger is really special and not just catsup and mayonnaise. If you’re really lucky, you’ll find one that has little jukeboxes on the table. If I were a canary I would want to throw all of the people in this town into a cage at the junkyard. Maybe I would be nicer than that, but probably not. It makes me wonder what birds would do if they had opposable thumb. Would they take it for granted like we seem to, or would they come up with even cooler things? I pushed back from the table, it was time to get out of this café, go find a place for guaranteed payday loans and start bettering myself. I can’t spend another evening listening to stuff like this.