Chucky Cheez isn't soo bad
We just came back from ms Liley's Bday party at Chuckies, and I was impressed. I know you are saying to yourself, "what rock have you been under". But hey I'm mid 30's without kids and never even considered going when previously invited (mainly becuase I was a schmuck).
I thought the Pizza was ok (not good, but not bad) and the whole layout of the place including the Happy Birthday singalong was a great things for the kids. I kinda forgot how attached kids can get to life size characters. I thoght it was very cute how kids were coming up to Chukee and hugging him (reminesent of Disneyland).
But anyway, I just wanted to get this first blog out there. I thought I just would like to give props to the Chuckie franchise and if I had the money I would look into it as an investment since I see them sprouting up all over (since I do get all over).
Be one with yourself (but not that way!!!)
posted by Thor @ 6:18 PM
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Welcome Shogun San. We bow to your inner Buddha nature. Live long and prosper. Ahn-ya-ha-say-oh. Word up.
Chuckie was a little weird though. He looked like an old rate who's been living off govnmt cheese and smoking Slim Price cigarettes.
and did you know they sell beer?
give it some time and you will see that those places literally suck the (balls) life out of you...
they serve beer? and here i was thinking that one could only appreciate the place if one never went there cuz of never having kids.
Not just "shogun", but "the real shogun"...
Ronin is honored by your presence.
onigashimas
>>I kinda forgot how attached kids can get to life size characters.
dude, i'm almost forty and i have at least 3 times that number in superman action figures. yeah, sometimes that attachment stays with ya for a LONG time.
Kil, don't you ever ever say "almost 40" again.
OMG!!! that's right!! you all are like almost 40... and here i am stressing about turning 30 next year... old fogies..
mikshir,
you wanna know a real bad connotation with the number '40'? A friend of mine saw some pictures of me 10 years ago. At first glance he didn't know it was me . . . but then realized, "hey that looks like kil minus 40 pounds." then he realized, "hey, that is kil minus 40 pounds." 10 years. 40 pounds. 4 pounds a year.
oh someone kill me now. put me out of my misery.
HAPPY B-DAY, MASTER!!!
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