We are at a place called gatti-town. (it's like Jon's Incredible Pizza or whatever that place I've avoided like the plague since it was built is called) It's a fabulous combination of many of my favorite things. All You Can Eat Buffet. Giant screens full of Cartoon Network. Lots of people (feel free to speculate on the size of the majority given the All You Can... part & the my favorite things part). Ill mannered, loud children stuffing their fat little faces. Oh, my bad. That just slipped past my filter. And we haven't even gotten to the arcade part yet.
I'll admit 2 things. The pizza is decent & Tate was in heaven. Oh, and Chase might actually be full for 30 minutes instead of only 20.
I have germ sanitizer ready but what good that do my brain? Aaaaa! Now there's someone cackling. Loudly. Interspersed with Spanish chatter.
I admit it. I'm a bad person.
