Ever since my kids joined the dark side and became bad seeds they have been watching the neon sign outside of the old Fuddruckers restaurant like hawks. This establishment has gone to hell in a handbasket as newer and better restaurants have popped up all around it and driven it into the ground. They wait with the bated breath of hell bound Catholics for the last neon letter they need to die out to complete the word they want to see.
FUD–UCKERS. Just one more D and the extra U! When the d and u give out it will clearly be a banner day in our household. Bullet train to hell, next stop profanity junction.