So Hollis and I ventured into the first level of Hell today, Chuck E. Cheese. I feel pretty proud of myself that we have held out this long. Sadly, of course, Hollis now thinks it is one of greatest places ever. My Mom has had an ongoing dislike of Chuck E. because, other than the obvious, she was told they serve beer on tap. Let me clear this up...they do serve beer on tap. And if you are foolish enough to take a group of small children there on the first Friday after school gets out for summer, you need beer. In reality, you need a morphine drip. Or maybe a lobotomy. Either way, get something for the pain, eat your mediocre pizza and drop $25 on enough tokens to get this:
Okay, there were really two lollipops, so certainly money well spent.
Truthfully though, we had a great time playing on the rides and games with our friends and I am sure we will be back soon...and having beer. Sorry Mom!