Sonic Will Have Corn Dogs For 50 Cents on Halloween

I do it. You do it. We all utter a short string of colorful words when we miss Happy Hour at Sonic. And it's always at 4:08 in the afternoon when all you've had to drink that day is bottle of room-temperature water and maybe some questionable orange juice. It's...

By Sara Blankenship

October 24, 2012

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I do it. You do it. We all utter a short string of colorful words when we miss Happy Hour at Sonic. And it's always at 4:08 in the afternoon when all you've had to drink that day is bottle of room-temperature water and maybe some questionable orange juice. It's not supposed to taste carbonated, just so you know.

So yeah, a giant Styrofoam cup (screw you, planet, it doesn't sweat) filled with perfectly shaped ice and your favorite beverage really DOES sound pretty damn good! Especially when it's half price. Oh wait, what's that? You're hungry between 2 p.m. and 4 p.m.? Of course you are, American!

And that's when it happens: You order a corn dog. Mostly because you don't live or work anywhere near the fair, and now that it's gone and you're still sad about Big Barbecued Tex, you just want to eat a mothertrucking corn dog.

Good news, hungry guy in the rumbly truck so loud I can't hear Tom Waits taking my order, those corn dogs will be 50 damn cents all day on Halloween. No word yet on what dressing up as a sexy corn dog will get you. My guess would be whistles from sweaty guys and maybe a free onion ring or three.

Moral of the story: If we play our cards right, we can all get fatter for under a buck at Sonic next Wednesday.

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