Munch, with Screaming Rugrat on the Side
Sadly, Friday munch feels a little like a refugee camp lately, but we still manage to have fun while evil restaurant managers parade around flaunting their power. Highlights for me were C in cuffs, raucous bantering about horsey bits, "Never Fear... I like Pie!", and openly sharing our favorite preparations for snotty children and their oblivious parents.
What I really wanted was to taser the manager when I heard her say to the parents, after the second complaint of unruly screaming children, "Oh, they're just being kids!" A few others have suggested possibly seeking locations closer to the new Edges site for Friday munch, and I'm beginning to think that would be a grand idea.
The other notable event at munch was that a couple of us stayed at the table after the main event to have a quasi BDSM discussion group. It was great fun, even though I started to fade as we got closer to 11pm. (The secret pleasure I took from this is that the bitchy manager had to listen to us as she flitted in and out of the kitchen.) I actually had quite a nice time and look forward to similar discussions in the future. :)
A Few Quotes:
"We call it... Raoul."
"Need any help finding that switch for your inside voice?"
"There's plenty of room for a cauldron in here."
"Do we get to eat free if we come as littles?"
"For great fun, handcuff two screaming children together and use them as numchucks!"
"You might be overdoing it with the metal if your flesh flute has slots and keys."
What I really wanted was to taser the manager when I heard her say to the parents, after the second complaint of unruly screaming children, "Oh, they're just being kids!" A few others have suggested possibly seeking locations closer to the new Edges site for Friday munch, and I'm beginning to think that would be a grand idea.
The other notable event at munch was that a couple of us stayed at the table after the main event to have a quasi BDSM discussion group. It was great fun, even though I started to fade as we got closer to 11pm. (The secret pleasure I took from this is that the bitchy manager had to listen to us as she flitted in and out of the kitchen.) I actually had quite a nice time and look forward to similar discussions in the future. :)
A Few Quotes:
"We call it... Raoul."
"Need any help finding that switch for your inside voice?"
"There's plenty of room for a cauldron in here."
"Do we get to eat free if we come as littles?"
"For great fun, handcuff two screaming children together and use them as numchucks!"
"You might be overdoing it with the metal if your flesh flute has slots and keys."