Yes, the family returned to city life at 9 pm on Tuesday! The Matron beat her breast against that sultry city ground!
But last night, as the vacation's evening festivities were well underway, such a scenario (involving one of her older children, you guess) transpired, that she was forced to say this, to Merrick.
"I'm sorry. You have to be 12 years old to smoke a french fry cigarette."
That Matron! Twelve years old before you can see if french fries and pizza crusts are smokable. She's certain she's setting some standards.
Welcome back to Civvie!! Lization, that is.
ReplyDeleteFrench fry cigarette?
We just call it the smelly stuff at concerts. If it's actually french fries I fear for their cholesterol level.
That's awesome.
ReplyDeleteWelcome home - glad you survived!
It's good to go and better to return.
ReplyDeleteSeriously. You have to draw the line somewhere. Twelve sounds good to me.
ReplyDeleteI don't know. 12 is awfully young to start such a nasty habit. Plus, you might want to research the long-term effects of potatoes on the lungs.
ReplyDeleteYou're so classy!
ReplyDeleteAs long as they are not smoking mosquitos. Now that's some potent stuff.
ReplyDeleteYou just crack me up...not sure that's a good thing - I don't really need any more cracks ;-)
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