Getting Saturday morning coffee at the Downtown Branson McDonalds is always tough and during "springbreak" even tougher.  This morning some dude, who must have had a bad night in a cheap motel, turned impatient with the 16 year olds serving the counter under the supervision of the 17 year old managers.  It wasn't clear whether he first got his "premium roasted coffee for a dollar", or he got TASERED and dragged to a police car by a half dozen of  Branson's Finest.  I do know that after the legion of Officers used three police cars to barricade the McDonalds exit while subduing the guy with no coffee, the drive-thru window operation turned into a circus.....no one could get in and no one could get out.  Fortunately none of us caught in the "dragnet" lost our temper and had to be TASERED. As I found my way to the 248 McDonalds, I remembered an old Kris Kristofferson song that clarifies........."six squad cars came screaming to the rescue and hauled old Billy Dalton off to jail, cause the laws is for protection of the people, a rules a rule and any fool can see, we don't need no drunks like Billy Dalton scaring decent folks like you and me, at Mickey Dee, no Siree!"