Kenny had been talked into going in a Darth Vader costume to the Star Wars convention by his friends, including the drama teacher from his community college. They told him the dark makeup would wash right off, but apparently they hadn’t read the directions–it didn’t come right off. Always ready to help, they then suggested he compete in the dark star or black hole competition . . .
Susie Anne knew that when traveling, fast food was the norm, and drive-through meals common, but she had been hoping for something else besides purple pollen; maybe a nice McRib sandwich or some popcorn chicken from Popeyes. “Don’t forget to get extra dipping sauce,” she reminded herself . . . . David, Sf.G.
Lulu’s friends kept telling her, “Just listen to Dr Oz; all that sugar isn’t good for you. Try adding a little protein, maybe eat some mosquitoes or something.” Mosquito sandwiches? Deep fried mosquitoes? Mosquito pizza? Lulu just couldn’t think of a way they sounded very good, maybe Anthony Bourdain on the Travel Channel would have some ideas. . . . . David, Sf.G.
