Sunday, October 11, 2020


And dreaming of a very irritated, very agitated Avon Lady presenting him with the bill. For a rush order of make-up. Delivered to a girls slumber party. At three o'clock in the morning.

The thing about "slumber" parties is that slumbering as such does not actually happen. Instead, sodas, ice cream, popcorn, snackies and candies, followed by French toast and eggs Benedict at five in the morning, and goodie bags for the departing attendees.

The reason why little boys don't have slumber parties is because these would involve pizza, footballs, and breaking in to the liquor cabinet. Plus depleting the cigar supply.
And late night basket ball.

Oh wait, the little girls would also want liquor.

Being a parent tires people out.

I've never tried.

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