Just a Note...
The following is a shout out to the driver/mom of the old, beat up rusted out Pontiac seen on I95 South this afternoon:
I love that you allow your children to play while you are driving. I am, in fact, thrilled with your composure, your attention to detail, and the creativity involved.
However, I am concerned with your choice of toys.
Please, for the love of all things Holy and Good, explain something to me. Why, oh why, would you allow your children to play with LIFE SIZED PUPPETS in the car?
Perhaps, while on the road, your children could stick with imaginary friends?
Please do something. You're really creeping my husband out.
posted by rennratt at 8:56 PM
7 Comments:
Yes, those imaginary friends are best. That reminds me of a line from The Big Chill--but then again, everything reminds me of lines from either The Big Chill or Airplane. Well, maybe Holy Grail too.
LIFE SIZED? SCARY to be sure...I think I'd have to call the cops and report her.
Are you absolutely sure she didn't have freakishly puppet-like children? It happens, yanno.
perhaps mummsy is a traveling puppeteer and her children are her test cases for the "is it too creepy?" question every puppeteer worth their salt asks before trotting out yet another character.
Sadly, however, many many puppeteers are NOT worth their salt.
That's awesome! Oh how I wish I had gotten to play with life-sized puppets on road trips! *sigh*
I'm with Chachi, and probably would have had to be sedated after seeing that shit. Some things are just WRONG.
Life-sized? Are you sure they weren't blow-up dolls (as in Lovely Linda?)
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