Tuesday, September 02, 2008
More Childish Vampire Tales
I've already blogged about my daughter, the South Shore Vampire and her biting exploits. Here's another biting tale.
The other day, a local mother told me she had a playgoup/playdate thing going on at her house that was befallen with a *biting incident*. One boy bit another and it "...effectively ended the playdate" because of all the collateral maternal dramatics.
Whatever, right? These things happen all the time. A bite ain't the end-of-the-world by any stretch. There aren't thousands of underachieving, scarred adults fumbling around on the planet whose misfortunes can be traced back to being bitten, now are there?
I fully expect these mothers to occasionally overreact - especially in this zone of wealth and frivolity. But guess what happened here.
This *biting incident* apparently blew up into such a big deal that it ended the MEN'S POKER GAME!
Can you believe that? What kind of Loser dudes would let their wives catfighting dictate who they drink and gamble with?