They showed up anyway, and ate all the ice cream. Actually, other than the salmon croquettes and hand-crafted caviar from the labs at Solvang, the dessert was the fanciest dish on the card table Uncle Mordechai Boffman the Taller had dragged down from the attic to set up in the foyer, where everyone was required to pull on an extra pair of shoes to cover the filthy ones which had trod outside the dwelling of Dr. and Mrs. Punctual-Pusillanimous. I must admit to having noticed their daughter of 13, Parsimony, hadmore than her share of the dairy delight as well.

we had run into Dewayne at the washeteria. dewayne, whose other name is Zinger King. his screen name is "I_like_burritos". his favorite websites are the Chocolate Doll Store and the Complete History of Neckwear.

The card table was set up in the spare bedroom, which had a tv and a grandpa, but neither of them worked.

I was surprised not to find some shape or form of meatballs at the bar mitzvah. I had promised my grandmother that there would be meatballs at the party.
  late in the evening she grabbed the sleeve of the man in the yellow hat and accused me quite grandmother-of-factly, "this is what you meant by meatballs?!"

I sat in a dead potted plant. I thought it was stick furniture from a craft expo.