Well, it's finally happened; my house has been tagged.
Check out this nonsense:
The perpetrator of this crime had his charcoal confiscated. Charcoal, which I may have brought home from the beach after demonstrating how to use it. Possibly.
In spite of the longer days, summer has somehow seemed busier than its sleepy cousins. I mean, there's sprinklers and bounce houses around every corner. Who the heck can write while being sprayed with water or dragged into an inflatable castle.
I really didn't think they allowed adults in those things, but apparently if your child is terrified enough, they let you in. I would try to be a little more reassuring about the bouncy-castle thing, but they are actually unsafe. Most accidents involve the the bounce house blowing away like some modern Wizard of Oz. I'm not entirely sure if you could squash a witch with one, but you might be able to suffocate her/him before making off with his/her shoes. Which is a really strange reaction to an accident, if you think about it.
"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there," Dorthy dusts off her pinafore, "Now give me your shoes."
Check out this nonsense:
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| It looks vaguely like a Minion. |
The perpetrator of this crime had his charcoal confiscated. Charcoal, which I may have brought home from the beach after demonstrating how to use it. Possibly.
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In spite of the longer days, summer has somehow seemed busier than its sleepy cousins. I mean, there's sprinklers and bounce houses around every corner. Who the heck can write while being sprayed with water or dragged into an inflatable castle.
I really didn't think they allowed adults in those things, but apparently if your child is terrified enough, they let you in. I would try to be a little more reassuring about the bouncy-castle thing, but they are actually unsafe. Most accidents involve the the bounce house blowing away like some modern Wizard of Oz. I'm not entirely sure if you could squash a witch with one, but you might be able to suffocate her/him before making off with his/her shoes. Which is a really strange reaction to an accident, if you think about it.
"Oh, sorry, didn't see you there," Dorthy dusts off her pinafore, "Now give me your shoes."