Take the bhunny and run.
Apr. 24th, 2004 11:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
strredwolfToday we had a relatively good dinner at an Annapolis Ruby Tuesdays -- relative because the food was great, but stuff was misleading. I mean, the sign says "IMMEDATE SEATING" ... just not for nine people in a party. Um, yeah. That, and the hit of smoke (cigarette smoke) hitting my face when I enter the door isn't helpful ether. (A small note, I don't smell smoke. With my tobacco allergy my eyes feel it first.) Oh, and the lighting was so dim that mom and bro-in-law wanted to bring in their own lamps. I need to build a light for my laptop. All I need is 5 volts out...
But we had to go back after dinner and pick up a chocolate bunny, about 1.5 feet high, while dropping some unused diapers the neices had grown out of. To that, dad and I started joking. "Oh oh take the bhunny and run." "We don't need no steenkin' dypers! Give us the bhunny!!!" "It's the bhunny or your life!!!"
But we had to go back after dinner and pick up a chocolate bunny, about 1.5 feet high, while dropping some unused diapers the neices had grown out of. To that, dad and I started joking. "Oh oh take the bhunny and run." "We don't need no steenkin' dypers! Give us the bhunny!!!" "It's the bhunny or your life!!!"
