We took the munchkin to Chuck E. Cheese's yesterday for the first time and I realized I hadn't been there since about the time I first started playing drums, about 25 years now.
While I like to think that my playing has aged gracefully, I'm sad to say that the mouse has not. What happened Chucky? Your place used to be dripping in 'cool'.. now it just drips toddler pee (literally, don't stand under the habitrails).
Also, a sonnet to the redneck that cut in front of a line full of kids just so he could buy a beer...
"..oh dearest redneck that cut in front of a line full of kids just so you could buy a beer.... you suck."