And those people are...

Yep, we're those people who think that trading our personal dignity for a free chicken sandwich is a fabulous idea. Had the kids perfect their "moos" before the first run which happened to be lunch. Of they went with the husband who wore just a hat. Didn't qualify for a combo. Just for clarity's sake, he did also have a shirt, shoes and pants, they just weren't bovine friendly. Would have qualified for something else without them, I'm sure. Unfortunately, I hadn't been available to quality control the bovine wear as I was kept away by this pesky thing called work.

But, I returned in time for dinner. Ramped up the costuming by stringing some advertising around everyone's neck. Explained the concept of "totally dressed like cows", quality controlled and then headed out. We wanted those combos, by gosh, and there was no stopping us. The fries were ours.