MisfitsCafe.com - The Party At The Club..

The Party At The Club..                                          The other night we went to a party at our local senior center. The second Tuesday of every month they have an evening potluck supper. We usually  eat, play bingo, reminisce, and drink a little wine and talk about the good ole days.. We heard Joanne's friend is staying with her for a few weeks. It's rumored he got in a scrap over some marijuana with the law down in NY and he came to FL to avoid the heat. Anyway,  Joanne is known for her delicious Pizelles and she always bakes up a quadruple batch for each get-together. She makes enough for everyone and some for folks to take one home for later. For some reason they were extra good this week and every last one of them was eaten Not a one left over. We later found out that  someone laced the brownies with some of his marijuana.  Knowing this, I guess it offers a logical reason for everyone feeling good that night, By the time John put on the bunny hop record, everyone was in a real good mood and it was the first time the  whole place got up and danced ............. That is until the cops came to check all the noise complaints. Well, that's another story. ....................     )                            ;  (                                      (                                         (         YOU PUT YOUR LEFT FOOT IN AND ...   WELL YOU KNOW THE REST! ...............   .......................     Life's too Short... Dance like No One is Watching You! See what we get to look forward to.                                        ,,,,,,,,,,,, and you thought all we did was play Bingo !!! AT THIS AGE WE ALL LOOK BETTER COVERED UP