The Devil went down to Chuckie's
There was begging. I caved. We're going to the place of the devil today. You know, that place that kids love. The place that's so loud your teeth hurt. The place you never leave your kids alone. The place that will host your kid's birthday party. A party where your kid will never actually interact will any of the kids they invited.
A haiku expressing my deepest seniments:
A haiku expressing my deepest seniments:
birthday number six
mouse-man is satan
where'd they hide the booze
posted by jillian at
1:43 PM
7 Comments:
The haiku is perfect. After my first visit, I couldn't decide between two ibuprofen or a stiff drink.
I'm "looking forward" to such infernal visits to the Satanic Mouse myself, but my oldest is not yet two. You have my condolences, indeed.
Nice to read you! I am a big fan of your designs (I've pre-ordered your book), and am enjoying knitting "Folly" even as we speak. :-)
~~Rachael
You are a brave brave woman.
Thank god there isn't one of those anywhere near us.
Someone told me that there ARE CEC's w/ beer. Though I'd hate to get drunk and go off on one of the unsuspecting workers. They've got it rough enough already.
Hey! I got the same thing happening in another week and a half. It's an evil evil place, but you gotta admit the instant kid crash after makes it tolerable.
love the haiku! :p
I hear they serve beer there! (Actually, my 2 1/2 year old is still saying, "All done, cheese" after going there yesterday.) Why I like them -- they have air conditioning which most places in Northern California do not.
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