How do i love thy Frosty? Let me count the ways:
oh, wait! It's 10 past 10; your dining room's open days.
The window-person tells me that i must have a car.
Oddly enough we're right downtown — the transport hub's not far...
and next to it a foot mall, a round-the-clock locale.
It makes one wonder who you serve, your late night clientele.
You must see all the traffic walking past your door...
"No shirt, no car, no service" ... is it ... 1994?