You may be wondering why I didn’t choose a more ubiquitous restaurant chain. I’m pretty sure I had just been to DQ, might have even still had an icre cream cone in my hand, when I drew this.
If you don’t get this joke, ask your parents … or grandparents. Also, I miss the discussions of woofers and tweeters and analog vs. stereo and what kind of cactus spine makes the best turntable needle.
