June 14, 2007
Shake Shack in Madison Square Park
Willingly queue up for an hour on a Sunday afternoon in September with your dog looking up at you expectantly; hoping his best behavior will earn him a caramel-covered peanut-butter-laced Poochini in conjunction with any scraps of your grease-dripping-off-your-lip double Shackburger and stick-to-your-teeth Cheese Fries.
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talk about a compound sentence...this has run-on written all over it.
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