*whistles innocently*
Um...er....OH! I know what you mean about Chuck E Cheese. I won't set foot in the place unless I absolutely, positively no-way-to-get-out-of-it-short-of-death have to.
The dinging and ringing and clanging in that evil place puts me over the edge quick.
I think the last time I was actually in Chucky Cheese was for Jr's 5th or 6th birthday. But it wasn't ~that~ bad after we found the folks. It's just that finding them took 15 minutes.
How does that song go...
The one where the guy'd rather do another tour in 'nam than work in Chuck E Cheese Hell?