By day, Cap’n Randy’s Tofu Birthday Hut was a carefree, happy place. Children jumped and ran and played, feeding token after token into the Squee-ball and Club-a-Clown machines, while weary mothers nibbled greasy Cheese Tofritters and divorced dads stared glumly at their Tinder profiles.
But when the doors were locked and the sun went down… they emerged.
Balloons Huey, by Wayne Silver, licensed under CC BY 2.0.
I love this dog.
I always wondered why the ball pit smelled kinda gamey.
I prefer reading the new posts on my phone because it’s easier to read the caption before I see the picture. Not wise to drink while viewing though
That’s coffee-spittin’ funny!
Ditto. Ankle biter lair.
Just saw your updated category headings, Stimulus and Response. Too perfect. Watch out for our involuntary responses though.
Divorced dads stared glumly! 🙂
First afoot with the penguins, now glumly!
I love words! And, animals.
Nothing good ever comes from that look.
That’s the 2nd Chihuahua this week that was giving that look. The first was the male dog in pink drag!
They are plotting – I don’t dare ask what!