Thursday, October 4, 2007
GRANDE Root Beer Float
We went to a restaurant in Indiana and Dad kept singing this repetitive song. Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana............ We had Potato Soup, I didn't eat much but my sister ate the whole thing. They had a awesome salad bar and for dessert a Grande Root Beer float. It was like three times the size of a regular one. I could of had the whole thing but mom didn't let me. They had a gift shop too. I wanted to get this pop up comb that you clicked a button and then the comb flings up. Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana , Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana, Gary Indiana............
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Little did you know that your dad has always wanted the name "Gary Indiana" for his very own. So, passing through that town probably was a sheer delight for him.
You should start calling your dad Gary from here on out, it would make him so happy.
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