Lawrence and Queenie abandoned us for a few more runs.
This was after Lawrence had knocked a poor elderly woman off the side of the catwalk (she’s ok). While we were helping, an even more elderly (evil) woman came uncontrolled on the catwalk and knocked me down and lost a ski. Then yelled at me.
That’s enough breck for this boy.
Oh, the chicken tenders were really good though. I was hoping lunch would never end.
