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Sunday, February 20, 2005

Today's Funny

Ed and I were running errands yesterday and this is what he said at one point

'The definition of hell is waiting in line to get into Chuck E. Cheeses.'

There was an actual line around 2pm yesterday. Crazy, huh?
What a nightmare.

7 Comments:

At 11:17 PM, Blogger Cindy-Lou said...

Chuck E Cheese on a Saturday is hell. The line is only the gateway to hell.

 
At 3:04 AM, Blogger SJ said...

Never having lived in the US, I have no idea what Chuck E Cheese is. But believe me, it sounds like hell. Processed hell...

 
At 11:41 AM, Blogger Freebird said...

Oh, I totally agree!! I'm soo glad my kids have outgrown that hell hole. The screaming kids running everywhere, the tired moms chasing them, the rat on stage singing and dancing. Definitely hell.

 
At 9:03 AM, Blogger peachy said...

I didn't go to Chuck E. Cheese's. We were just driving by and there was a line and a lot of commotion and kids running around.

Ian, Chuck E.Cheese is a pizza place for kids. They have games inside like an arcade, and there is a huge mouse/rat for a spokesman. There is a stage where these other oversized mascots sing songs and wish kids happy birthday. I probaby haven't been in one since maybe 1986 or so, if that, but I have a feeling nothing's changed.

 
At 1:09 PM, Blogger a beer sort of girl said...

Chuck E Cheese is a source of evil.

It's funny, one of my visions of the apocolyse occurred when I found out that Chuck E Cheese started making low-carb pizza.

 
At 2:25 PM, Blogger MomMega: mothersmilkblog.com said...

Not only is it hell, it is a breeding ground for bacteria!!! UGH! NEVER TAKE YOUR KIDS THERE UNLESS YOU WANT THEM TO GET A DISEASE AND DIE!!!! Oh, and waterparks, too! GAH! Gross!!!

P.S. As you can imagine, if I ever do have kids, they will surely have massive amounts of therapy as a result of my OCD in regards to germs. Sweet.

 
At 3:07 PM, Blogger Ontario Emperor said...

No, no, no - the definition of hell is waiting in line to get OUT OF Chuck E Cheeses. I hear a new version of "Hotel California" in my head...you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave. Sheer terror (unless the Skeeball is up and running - then I can survive).

 

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