I had this in the hopper about sixty seconds after I saw it on TV

I'm convinced you could sell cancer to americans if it had the word freedom in front of it.

Cancer? I'm not sure what you are tal......OH! you mean freedom lumps!

don't lie, who else tried to sing that?

Here.

Like James Hetfield. The syllable count makes sense with a "uuuyaaaa" on the end.

Five for this and fifty more for the 21st century TV dinner tray.

It's not the driver's fault for having no sense of balance, when she was 7 she was in a terrible accident that made it so that she can't hold cardboard flat. This is clearly the fault of the drive through worker who didn't put lids on the cups. Seriously: Who doesn't put a lid on a cup of soda at the drive through window? Bunch of savages in this town!

I noticed the same thing, that woman sounds like she's desperately fighting a German accent.

No furry-armed, beetle-browed register monkey is going to enjoy filling up your fucking fake-ass tray for you. You are going to get so many unasked for condiments on your burgers and extra liquids in your drink

yes you are

No he isn't.
http://freedomtray.com/

If freedom hugger is a euphemism for mad anaconda then I can get behind this.

It's an American type of "party" wherein a bunch of boring rednecks get in their cars and tailgate one another. They usually drive around really close to one another (tailgating), then stop somewhere, like a parking lot or a field, whereupon they get drunk and eat hot dogs. That's all it is.

That's all that it is until you get drunk, then a phenomenon known as "doing doughnuts" occurs wherein the trucks are driven really fast in circles in an attempt to intentionally lose traction for the purpose of throwing the passengers from the back and into the field or parking lot. Being thrown from the back of a spinning truck is a type of baptism and rebirth ritual.

Do "people" really have tailgate parties in parking lots that aren't in front of stadiums?

I can't believe you actually need a "go-to" tray.

Nice.

Also, I eagerly await the first drive-thru rage shooting when an employee refuses to take the tray in through the window to place the items on it.

I've always hated that phrase.