Through a long and inexplicable set of circumstances, dinner last night took place at a very fancy resort in Hawaii. In attendance were a Queen and a Princess ("because we're so dirty, filthy, stinkin' rich"), and a rabbit. I played the maitre d', waitress, chef and social director. DH played the role of Wilbur, a simpleton who works at the resort, but was given the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to dine with royalty.
After a series of incidents during which Wilbur proved himself unworthy of such an honour, we all agreed that he should not be invited to such a special dinner again.
K: Next time, just make something terrible that he won't want to eat.
S: And just throw his food at him instead of having him sit at the table.
E: And if we ever have monkeys here, we should have them fling their poop at him.
Poor Wilbur! He really did bring it upon himself, though.
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