In our little commune, there are lots of theme parties. Lots of them. All of them are a bunch of really old people trying to remember their youth. The trick is not to get invited. However we are invited to the Bandana Bash. There is supposed to be country music and cowboy "grub." The part that scares me is that there is no mention of the attire, just bandanas. If I show up and if everyone is wearing only a bandana, I’m going to tie mine across my eyes.
Imagine the horror of trying to feel your way out of the building.
PMO
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