So T had a date this evening. And I am a little embarassed to admit that she asked him out. The girl knows her mind, what can I say!
So Mickey Mouse obliged and turned up in his best red suit. The happy couple downed a couple of glasses of chocolate milk and seemed to be having fun.
It got a little out of hand and I hear there was some bar top dancing involved.
It ended badly with T nursing a passed out Mouse. Well, it was good while it lasted!