We ate at Sonic last night and when Amy asked me what I would like, I sang it to her. I ordered the heart-attack, “tots with the chil-li, cheese, and jal-la-la-peño-oh-ooh!.” You get the idea. At any rate, it finally came down to her ordering. As she did, I continued to sing (quietly) my order so as not to have her forget it. As such, Amy was not able to complete the order and instead heaved from laughter into the microphone while trying to regain her dignity. The lady in the Sonic finally asked her if she would like to press the button again when she was ready. I couldn’t stop laughing and nearly died of suffocation from it. So now the Sonic thinks Amy was high and had a case of the munchies. It’s even better that she later attempted to order a milk shake and failed to do so with solid composure. I said nothing this time, but she still went into violent fits of laughter while she ordered. This was better even than the time I ordered a “Frosty Dairy Dessert” from Wendy’s. Check it out sometime – they’re really called that on the menu.