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The Washington State Liquor Store Controversy

No, not the one you're thinking of. Yes, the ballot measure to take state government out of liquor sales did pass. Yes, I live in WA state. No, I don't drink.

Which brings me to my topic today. Messing With Their Minds And by 'them', I mean my beautiful, gullible, thirteen year old daughter.

We are in the process of packing up our stuff to move. In order to do so, we require boxes. Lots and lots of boxes. One place you can get free boxes is from the liquor store. So on Wednesday after school, I pulled into the liquor store parking lot. The look on my daughter's face was priceless.

Ashley: What are we doing here?
Me: Well, you know I've been under a lot of stress lately...
Ashley: Yeah, so?
Me: Well, I've decided I just want to cut loose for a while. You know.
Ashley: WHAT?
Me: I just need to blow off some steam. So Daddy and I thought we'd get drunk.
Ashley: (unbuckling her seatbelt and leaning up close to the front) WHAT???
Me: It's not like we're going to stay drunk. We just want to relax. You know.
Ashley: WHAT? No, you're not going to do that.
Me: Why not? Everyone does it. I'm tired of being good all the time.
Ashley: What's daddy doing in the store?
Me: Well, this is a liquor store.
Ashley: Yeah, I know.
Me: They sell booze.
Ashley: So what's he doing in there??
Me: Buying some booze.
Ashley: No he's not. What's he doing in there?
Me: What do they sell in there?
Ashley: Booze, but...
Me: So what could he be doing in there?
Ashley: Mom, what is going on?
Me: I already told you. We're tired of being Mormon. We're going to try something else.
Ashley: LIES! I don't believe you! You don't drink!
Me: Well, not til now.
Ashley: MOM!!!
Me: What?
Ashley: I know you. You won't do that. I'll run away if you do!
At this point hubby walked out of the store with an armload of boxes. You could hear her sigh in relief.

Ashley: That's not funny, Mom!

It was a little bit funny.

Comments

  1. duckgirl9:34 PM

    Ohh, Pammy, that wasn't nice to do that to Ashley! Yikes! Good she knows you wouldn't ever really do what you were joking about! We, too, have a few "liquor boxes" from moves. I always feel awkward seeing them in my garage, but I can't just toss them, there are things in them.

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  2. wayne2:57 PM

    Okay, now can we use the phrase "odder'n a mormon in a likker store" on the board?

    On the other hand, Lance was in the store, and the odd one waited outside....

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  3. katiekono8:07 AM

    You are SOOOOO bad! Where are you moving to? We are also moving in about a week and a half! (not far, though)

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  4. Unknown12:36 PM

    We're moving next week to a beautiful house in Lake Forest Park.

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