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Could be worse. You could have just heard, as I did, yet another version of Baby Shark.
Had to look it up.
*falls to knees, raises hands to the sky* Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!

*runs away, jumps into a spaceship, and flies to Pluto to escape that song* ;-P
Push over Rath, you've got company. Which way's Pluto?
 
Hmm, what would my restaurant hell be like...

It'd probably include lipstick on my water glass, for one. A server who wipes their nose with their bare hands and/or coughs into them, and then hands you your plates and glasses. Oh, and the server acts like that guy from Office Space. The entree is clearly microwaved, being too hot on the edges and cold in the middle. To the right of me there's a party of 12 consisting of tech bros, drunk, laughing very loudly and harassing the female wait staff. To the left of me is a children's birthday party for a 4-year-old.
 
Restaurant hell is probably getting hepatitis A because everyone is both married to and shitting on their phones. Or does it not count as hell if I don't know until after I've left?
 
All going to plan, I'll soon enough be re-acquainting myself with children's entertainment. It's not a genre that improves from one generation to the next.
 
All going to plan, I'll soon enough be re-acquainting myself with children's entertainment. It's not a genre that improves from one generation to the next.
Does that mean what I think it means? (Sorry for the quote trap. I know, we discussed this lol)
 
It is, absolutely. The scans say a girl and, in the most complimentary terms, I’ve predicted R’s partner will be a complete fucking eejit.
We’re claiming grandparents’ allowance to spoil without limit!
 
Haha... all the noisy toys. Sweet that partner will be an eejit (complimentary of course). I'm really happy for you guys.
 
Hmm, what would my restaurant hell be like...

It'd probably include lipstick on my water glass, for one. A server who wipes their nose with their bare hands and/or coughs into them, and then hands you your plates and glasses. Oh, and the server acts like that guy from Office Space. The entree is clearly microwaved, being too hot on the edges and cold in the middle. To the right of me there's a party of 12 consisting of tech bros, drunk, laughing very loudly and harassing the female wait staff. To the left of me is a children's birthday party for a 4-year-old.
All that, and having your server bring you the wrong order, and the wrong wine, and still expect a 20% tip.

Or having the animatronic critters in a Chuck E Cheese place suddenly become sentient and going after the customers.
 
Or having the animatronic critters in a Chuck E Cheese place suddenly become sentient and going after the customers.
Oh, shit. Those things gave me nightmares when I was a kid. I'm probably going to have them tonight, now. Thanks.
 
Our daughter has only a couple of weeks to go for our first grandchild. We’re nervey but she’s pretty much unbothered. Exciting times ahead!

My daughter is off at another prenatal appointment. We're all hoping to meet New Baby Girl this week.
Congratulations, Rigor Mortis and Catriona! ❤️ Wonderful news. :)

*hands Rigor Mortis and CatrionaGrace the obligatory Bottomless Cup of Coffee +15* ;)

As for Chuck E. Cheese, this always amused me:

 
I don't know Chuck E. Cheese. I'm guessing I should be thankful for my ignorance.

Chuck E. Weiss, on the other hand, ain't no hep cats any more...
 
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