Never Have I Ever...
Oh, wait. I think I have. At least I seemed to. Perhaps it's all a blur. Perhaps it always was a blur.
It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye. Or vomits off the balcony. Or wanders off into the woods at night. Oh, wait. None of that happened this time. I think. Might be a bit of a blur.
So, in the absence of evidence to the contrary, I will state that it was all fun and games. Until "someone" sat in "the chair". Not Ionesco's chair, and not Plato's chair. The chair. You know the one I mean.
37 days till more fund and games. Ooh, the anticipation...
It's all fun and games till someone loses an eye. Or vomits off the balcony. Or wanders off into the woods at night. Oh, wait. None of that happened this time. I think. Might be a bit of a blur.
So, in the absence of evidence to the contrary, I will state that it was all fun and games. Until "someone" sat in "the chair". Not Ionesco's chair, and not Plato's chair. The chair. You know the one I mean.
37 days till more fund and games. Ooh, the anticipation...
posted by MyMaidMary | 12:46 p.m.
2 Comments:
I think I might sit in that chair next time...that is, if you promise to sit right next to it ;)
37 days ooooooooooooooooooo!
Honestly Jenn -- if it weren't for you, what fun would the parties be??? And just imagine the trouble you'll get into at the cottage! I'll bring 'the chair'...
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