Quit Clowing Around
I swear. It actually said that. Isn't that the most ridiculous thing you've ever heard? First of all, I don't like clowns. They scare me. Second of all, if Matty and I cruised South Coast Plaza dressed like Bozo, I'm pretty sure we'd have security on our ass and eventually get thrown out. Yea, not exactly the most romantic date night ever.
Hey Lanie, when we talked about what we're going to do this weekend with our guys, we had thought about going to a movie, or to play pool, or even some mini golf at Boomers. The thought of us dressing up like clowns and hitting the food court didn't even enter in my mind! Does that make us unromantic?
2 Comments:
You're so unromantic! LOL.
You're so right. Security would be on you in no time, especially if you entered by Nordstrom! Ha! Seriously! What would you think if you saw four young people dressed as clowns. I'd grab Eva and run. Uh oh, what's happened? Aren't clowns supposed to be fun and mean a circus is nearby? Wow, major theater loves screwing with us, eh? What's next? Puppy dogs and kittens? Oh yea, cujo and pet cemetary!
Love you!
Fi
you're right, the movie industry has ruined the illusion that clowns are fun and not out to kill you with a butcher knife. They better stay away from pups and kittys though, or they'll have me to answer too!
Love you too Fi!
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