Why? Because the Miami-Dade area's whiny PR flacks for the nation's largest and most violent street gang didn't want me to after an Arby's worker decided he wasn't comfortable serving an armed thug flying the local chapter's colors.
Unfortunately, I've since learned that Arby's lost its collective head and forgot the cardinal rules of dealing with terrorist demands: Never show fear, never back down, never try to appease them. So I guess that's the last time I'll be eating there for awhile.
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