Chuck E. Cheese

There is this little place named Chuck E. Cheese. For those that don't know, Chuck E. is a mouse. He is electronic and sits on a stage where his head looks misproportioned on a fake animated body. He sings really loud and obnoxious. He can disco and dance, in a weird-electronic kind of way. He lives in this place with video games and rides. He's pretty cool this Chuck E.

I was eating pizza and watching him as he scared toddlers away. Then, I noticed that he had a friend that came walking out in a fuzzy suit. I could have sworn he was wearing the same cologne my Uncle Tim wears on a hot sunny day, but I could have been mistaken. He talked with a smoker's voice and just stood there leaning on the ticket counter machine. I was excited to see him and groped him as he stood lifeless still leaning against the ticket counter machine.

My Mom and Grandparents were v. happy to take me to the house of Chuck E. They sat and ate cardboard pizza that my Mommy said we paid way too much for. My Grandma waved Mommy off and said, "Watching Jacob is worth all the money in the world". Mommy kind of shook her head back and sipped her $5 lemonade. She looked happy though, atleast she swore to me she was. I could tell, really, I could.

Grandpa played more games then I did. He won over 1000 tickets. You should have seen him play skeet ball. He was good. I didn't know he could play arcade games so well. He took me on all the rides and lifted me up high when I wanted to touch Chuck E.'s whiskers. My Grandpa is cool.

Grandma, well, she had fun too. She played some games and won some tickets. She mostly sat and watched my little brother in a booth. She gets tired easily and I swear I heard her mumble that Chuck E.'s friend in the furry suit had a nice butt. What a flirt that Grandma of mine is! Meow!

My Mommy was tired from staying up all night with Joshua. I heard her telling Grandma that she was looking into ways to sterilize herself at home. Ha ha! Mommy is such a jokester. I know deep down that she wants five more kids, but I'll save that story for another day. Anyway, My Mommy did play some games, smiled as she watched me play on the rides and even cracked a joke or two about Chuck E.'s friend in the furry suit. I think she liked the way he said my name in that raspy smoker's voice. I won't tell Daddy that though. He might get jealous.

I can't wait to go back again. I had a good day at the house of mouse!
Jacob