Might I indulge your mind on a fascinating and let’s call it hypothetical journey?

That’s what I thought you would say.

Just suppose. Just suppose there was a group of girls who enjoyed gathering together periodically for food, entertainment and conversation. They do this with some regularity; with the main reason for these fetes being simply that they enjoy the fellowship of laughing and being together. (Although good food is always a fine perk!)

Just suppose some of these ladies (I must use that word now while it is still appropriate.) gathered together…lets say for the sake of argument (since we know this is purely hypothetical) oh…last night. They gathered to snack, play cards (lets pick UNO just for fun) and of course, to chat.

It began routinely enough. A packed SUV with classy music and calm conversation. Then something peculiar happened. Voices began to rise and the music rocked. Food was brought out and consumed eagerly. Discards tossed on the dash. People in other vehicles began to look their way enviously. The party had begun…yet they were still miles from their destination.

Change scenes. We are inside a lovely home. The cards are dealt and on the table. Food is plentiful and delicious. The fellowship is delightful. The game is friendly…for the most part. The fun goes on and on but eventually it has to end and it does. Cars are loaded up and goodbyes made. Only two vehicles remain.

These two vehicles with two people in each contain enough mischief combined to wreak havoc on toilet paper and trees throughout the entire known world. They eye each other and toss comments freely through open windows. Engines revved and cooled and it appeared that each would be on their way. But this was not to be. At an intersection, windows down, music blaring and mischief in the air; a banana peel is spotted on the dash. A discard from the earlier journey. Perfect. The banana peel is launched. The projectile, as if guided by an unseen hand, perfectly hits its mark. Squeals erupt from the vehicle as the offender peels away.

Retaliation was attempted and even reported by way of modern telecommunication devices. But it was inadequate and futile as no evidence was ever found.

Is this what happens when you and your friends get together? Just suppose it was.

I was laughing so hard that I started crying as the vehicle "peeled" away. It is my opinion that reading this hypothetical scenario was nearly as funny as this actual event might play itself out.

I am quite sure that you are using the word "ladies" with a questioning air to refer to the female beings who launched the said food refuse into the other innocent vehicle. I am quite sure.....

By the way, I am still hypothetically nursing my badly bruised arm in this vicious hypothetical attack. Expect a call from my attorney.

Then again, this is your blog and you will probably delete this comment, yes?!

Nah...you're harmless.

OK, so I found your site from Angie's, whose blog I found a link to on Jessica (Ray's) xanga...

I simply had to comment on this! Wow, no way, no way!

And I thought you ladies were well-behaved, domesticated housewives (sarcasm abounds!).

So, how 'bout them Aggies?!*wink**wink*