The Dinette Set by Julie Larson for December 15, 2013

Can you imagine Christmas dinner at their house?

What a bunch of selfish gluttons. Oh wait this IS Crustwood. Never Mind

Sounds like a definition of Community Property: What’s yours is mine and what’s mine is mine.

OMG…. I once went to a picnic with this bunch, I think…..

Well, they didn’t LOOK like the Pennys, to the best of my recollection…..

Maybe I just don’t remember…. I tried not to.

Grown people, an old friend of mine, and her friend…. who was having a birthday picnic with all her friends….

One woman quickly gobbled all the devilled eggs I brought… two others split up the whole plate of cheese appetisers….. someone yelled at the person who ate the last something-or-other sandwich….And the “birthday girl” (about 50!) complained loudly cos somebody got a bigger piece of HER cake….

I left as soon as I could drag my friend away…. and tried to erase the memory…and Julie just had to bring it back…..

Julie how could you?

Brain bleach cocktail anyone?I’m buyin’.

X … they’re still looking for you!Where are you?

Allee-allee-IN-free!

Release Dry…. (yesterday)… thanks. :)

They’re all a bunch of Greedy Guts, the whole boilin’ lot of ‘em. Oh, BTW Susan, I think you and I must’ve been at the same picnic. All the deviled eggs gone in the first 3 minutes (by the same person), all the bacon scooped up off of the plate set out for the build-your-own-burger buffet section (someone from the same family as the egg-gobbler), finger marks in the icing on the main cake, and icing LICKED off some of the cupcakes (the young progeny of the egg and bacon cadgers were the culprits). Needless to say I didn’t eat much there, and made my escape as quickly as I could. Yeah, such memories — and if you’re offering a BB Cocktail, I’d dearly love one, please. Thanks, Susan, you’re a peach!

One word:.Chinese Buffet

If there are any left overs, the real fight will begin.

Meanwhile: Recently spotted poster, duck-taped to Crustwood telephone poles, reads: LOST RACCOON TAIL, from back of Jer’s Davy Crockett hat. Substantial $$ reward offered for return! Call: That dorky wall-phone in Burl ‘n Joy’s kitchen.

I can’t wait to watch them figure the check!

I think the point of this is a…………Why didn’t these morons order their own choice to begin with.✳✳✳✳✳

Paying the check will be more of the same (with nobody happy); I have no idea why anyone would dine with them.

I don’t see the scale anywhere. I guess it’s under the table?