Chuck E Cheese and Beer

I've never had the "pleasure" of going to a Chuck E. Cheese either, thank heavens. And like twocents, I like my beer local, microbrewed, dark, oaty, and towards the Bock end of the beer spectrum (dark, earthy, mushroomy). Mmm. Rather spend discretionary income on good beer than kindercrap, yay!

Goose Island Bourbon County Stout...now THERE'S a beer.
The 2008 batch is good, but it needs aging.

------- two cents ¢¢
CERTIFIED HOSEHEAD!!!!

Civilisation is the scum on the cesspool of humanity.

"If I wanted to hear the pitter patter of little feet on the floor I'd put shoes on my pets."

Competent people accomplish things.
Incompetents breed.

People do not give a damn what they inflict on children.
Whatever an adult wants, it always trumps the needs of a child.

It takes a live fish to swim against the stream.

BREEDER MOTO: WHEN IN DOUBT, HAVE A CHILD.

FEED 10 STARVING CHILDREN AND IN 10 YEARS THEY ARE BACK WITH 100 STARVING CHILDREN

but is't different when it's your owwwwwn...
You're selfish!!!

clematis Wrote:
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> I've never had the "pleasure" of going to a Chuck
> E. Cheese either, thank heavens. And like
> twocents, I like my beer local, microbrewed, dark,
> oaty, and towards the Bock end of the beer
> spectrum (dark, earthy, mushroomy). Mmm. Rather
> spend discretionary income on good beer than
> kindercrap, yay!



Clem, I don't even drink beer, and I STILL think discretionary income would be better spent on that than kindercrap!

I had the displeasure of going to a Chuck E. Cheese's twice - once when I was a kid, and another time when I decided to be a glutton for punishment and tag along with a friend to her kyd's birthday party there. I like video games so I tried to stick to the arcade as much as possible. But the idea of being a mom and going to places like this in my spare time makes me utterly shiver.

I had the distinct displeasure of going to a Chuck E. Cheeze about 4 years ago with my husband and his family. It was the last time the kids got to decide where we ate. Let me tell you, there are not enough drugs, legal or otherwise, in the world to get me back in that blinking, flashing, bleeping wasteland of humanity. If every Chuck E. Cheeze could be burned to the ground, and the earth salted so nothing grew there as a lesson to humanity about the horrors of catering to children, it would be the only benefit Chuck E. Cheeze would serve. The only thing that kept me from sawing at my wrists with a plastic knife, or stabbing my jugular with a plastic fork was the fact that I had unlimited access to Skeeball. I may not believe in any sort of higher power, but that experience cemented my belief that there is a very real and tangible Hell.

------- "It truly is the one commonality that every designation of humans you can think of has, there's at least one asshole."
--Me

Feh Wrote:
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> I had the distinct displeasure of going to a Chuck
> E. Cheeze about 4 years ago with my husband and
> his family. It was the last time the kids got to
> decide where we ate. Let me tell you, there are
> not enough drugs, legal or otherwise, in the world
> to get me back in that blinking, flashing,
> bleeping wasteland of humanity. If every Chuck E.
> Cheeze could be burned to the ground, and the
> earth salted so nothing grew there as a lesson to
> humanity about the horrors of catering to
> children, it would be the only benefit Chuck E.
> Cheeze would serve. The only thing that kept me
> from sawing at my wrists with a plastic knife, or
> stabbing my jugular with a plastic fork was the
> fact that I had unlimited access to Skeeball. I
> may not believe in any sort of higher power, but
> that experience cemented my belief that there is a
> very real and tangible Hell.



LOL!


I worked with a moomare once who was bitching because Chuck E. Cheese REFUSED to outright sell her one of those cheap and SHITTY "prizes" that they keep under the glass cases for kiddies to "redeem" with coupons that they "won" on any of their various games. The kyd didn't "win enough" and was wailing for the plastic Dino or whatever, but they wouldn't sell it to her. I don't remember much about when I went many years ago, but can't those coupons be bought and THEN traded for the cheap fair-like "prizes" I'd like to see a kyd pitch that same type of fit to one of those rough looking pothead roadies who operate game booths at the fairs and carnivals. He would probably shove the giant SpongeBob "prize" straight up that kyd's ass.

I'm lame.

I went in high school a few times with friends. Went for my 18th birthday. Honestly I think I shut all the kids out then. It was back when I didn't notice them, oh to have that again.

We had a blast loading up on salad from the bar and there was this alley cat game where you shove balls into the kitties in the garbage can. We played that the most and 4 of us were shoving balls. Then we played a memory game and with 5 of us playing we won every time and got lots of tickets.

I have gone back a few times with my husband. They got rid of the best games but we still played a competitive game of ski ball from time to time. Kiddies better beware, cause I've knocked into a few before. It's not the same though. The kids are worse now (no shit) and the games suck. I probably won't go back. Not until I can play in the balls.