I had some funny stories to tell you about watching Willow with Sarah last night. But because the Universe is cruel and twisted, I am in Atlantic City for the day on a company retreat.
I know. Don’t ask.
But if you don’t hear from me, it’s because there’s been an accident involving cheap booze and the hotel pool. And maybe a cocktail waitress or two.
Ah, but you must tell–Atlantic City, the moonlight, the “Willow” dwarves, the pool, the cocktail waitresses…and you!
Watch out for those Borgata Babes!
man! i wish i was there. ‘specially because of the cheap booze.
I debated making some profound (or attempting) statement about your post title, but I won’t. As a person of short stature, and one who reads you everyday, I’d just like to ask that you refrain from using the word ‘midget’. It’s more of an educational request, since personally I don’t much care how people refer to me. I can’t cure an entire world of ingorance, all I can do is ask that the individuals I know who are intelligent switch 1 word in their vocabulary.
Thanks for the great read every day, Maria
Hmmmm (and LOL), and I can’t even spell ignorance!!!
I am SO glad you got to go.
YAY – that sounds like so much fun. i hope it’s just what you need.
Midget! Midget? Listen here Too Tall Jones – You can call us whatever you’d like to call us, but we prefer one of the following more polite terms:
- Little People
- Economy-Sized People
- Quick-Steppers
- Tatu
- Creepy Little Bastards
Enjoy Atlantic City.
little people have long toes huh?
i kid i kid
You just made me want too be a cocktail waitress (yes waitTRESS) in Atalntic city – how creepy is that?
This is some good stuff on here. It’s like I am reading some of my thoughts. I am linking you. Thanks for good laughs and good thoughts.
-N
please, please! take us with you next time.
Midget?
How about Vertically Challenged?