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TheArgyleDragon
Jun 20, 2026
As a dragon of distinguished taste, I ventured into Dairy Queen seeking frozen treasures and sweet delights. The ice cream was excellent. Cold, creamy, and worthy of a proper hoard.
The staff, however, were another matter entirely.
While the Blizzard was cool, the employees appeared to be operating at approximately the surface temperature of the sun. So hot, in fact, that one begins to wonder if fabric simply combusted upon contact.
Now, I understand the ancient marketing principle of "attractive half-nude humans selling ice cream." Fair enough. A smiling face and a cone have probably moved merchandise since the dawn of civilization.
But by the scales of Balmytria, must every outfit look like it lost a duel with a lawnmower?
I am not demanding full plate armor. I am not asking for wizard robes. I would settle for enough fabric to convince me there was once a shirt.
As a dragon, I appreciate beauty. I also appreciate mystery. If every treasure chest is already open, where is the adventure?
The ice cream earns five stars.
The dress code gets attacked by goblins.
Final verdict: Come for the frozen treats. Bring sunglasses and perhaps a modesty scroll.
Signed,
Argyle the Dragon
Defender of the North Star State,
Keeper of the Dairy Treasury,
Confused but Well-Fed
GREETINGS~! Once again from Argyle the Dragon,
I noticed Dairy Queen responded to my review. Or rather, I assume you did. It's difficult to tell, as the reply appears to be the same copy-and-paste message used for every review regardless of whether the complaint involves melted ice cream, missing fries, or dragons questioning the apparent disappearance of employee uniforms.
As a dragon, I understand the value of efficiency. I have been known to use the same speech when villagers ask why I am sitting on their bridge. However, when a customer takes the time to leave a detailed review, one might expect at least a passing acknowledgment of the actual concerns raised.
My review was not about the quality of the ice cream. As I clearly stated, the frozen treats were excellent and worthy of a place in the royal dairy treasury.
My observation concerned the apparent dress code, or perhaps the lack thereof.
Instead of addressing that concern, I received what appears to be an automated message accompanied by a non-functioning portal, or was it a non-functioning mortal? It really is hard to tell these days. Anyway, Dragons have encountered more responsive customer service from cursed treasure chests.
If Dairy Queen would like genuine feedback, I would be happy to provide it. If Dairy Queen would prefer to continue distributing generic replies and broken links, that is certainly a strategy as well.
None the less, Girls- Put on some clothes! I know you know better!
The ice cream remains five stars.
The customer service response, however, appears to have wandered off with the goblins.
Respectfully,
Argyle the Dragon
Defender of the North Star State
Keeper of the Dairy Treasury
Breaker of Broken Links
Still Confused, Still Well-Fed