Do People Normally Get Taken to the Pokey After a Tupperware Party?

Apparently at my Tupperware Party's they do...I know what you are thinking...one of the rowdy attendees got mad because she was not allowed to "burp" the super-duper-ultra-super-duper mixing bowl with a lid and clocked the consultant...Sorry to disappoint...Let me clarify...

So, most of the guests had left and the consultant was packing up her things to leave after a successful party (YAY!) Well, during the party, I had heard chattering from several attendees about a strange person sitting in the middle of our cul-de-sac on Saturday afternoon (we were gone all day)...well, low and behold, said strange man - actually "boy" (covered in tattoos) was sitting smack dab in the middle of our cul-de-sac after the party, a few beer bottles at his side, whittling a piece of wood...NICE! I am sure that was well received by my attendees...do I live in a neighborhood or "THE" hood? You make the call...

Hmmmm...well, after several attempts to lure him from the street (whose idea was that ladies? Not mine but I tried...) Whitling knife in hand, probably not our greatest "Einstein" moment...But, I must say, I was very close to getting him to go home (which by the way is the home of his mother's boyfriend a few doors down from our house...) When I asked him his name, he told me, "Able." Hmmmm - reference to Cain and Able, maybe? Not his name by the way...He did tell me he was heading to California on December 22...the significance of the date...not quite sure.... Well, the cops were called while "Cul-de-sac Chair Boy" was in using the facilities...I spoke with Fort Mill's finest and told them where he went and long story short, the whitling fiend/tattoo officianado was (HANDCUFFED - I couldn't have staged this if I tried) placed in the back of the law's cruiser and headed for the cross-bar hotel... My guess is a certain variety of cannibas was found in his room (enough to harvest is my guess)...or the party vile...hmmm, hard to tell...both would not surprise me!

Did I tell you we were observing the whole human experiment on our soccer chairs, in the front yard sipping from the Waterford Crystal?...I always know how to throw a classy soiree. And, I was wearing some very sassy zebra print shoes...first time worn, but not the last...

Can't wait to find out what I qualified for after my party...Gotta love Tupperware...I wonder if they make burpable shoe boxes...Am curious to see if they have come out with a UGA-line too...
Go shoes! Go Dawgs! Go really fancy cake holder doo-dads!

PS - Before I forget - I must give a shout out to my hubby for making some great food too -- in addition to the Pineapple Upside-down cake that Victoria made in 12 minutes in the microwave (yes, bite your lip - brings a tear to your eye -- it was fantastic!), Mark made mini pitas filled with homemade chicken salad, homemade hummus with pita slices, vegetable crudite, shrimp, egg rolls and mini tacos...Muy bueno mi amor! And guess what the napkins had on them??? I'll keep you guessing...(hint: They were sassy!)

Is my life REALLY real? No one could make this up, do you think? Talk amongst yourselves...