So, the other day, I'm in the Sebastopol town square with a group of friends when I notice that there are two guys playing croquet. YEAH. That's right. EFFING CROQUET IN THE EFFING TOWN SQUARE. So I automatically start levitating like an elated runny babbit and sort of peering at them....Then I just sorta shout, "HEY! Can I play?!"
As they agree we, me and my friend Sarah, saunter on over, as blithe as you please, and begin the worst game of croquet, possibly, ever played... The boys were lovely, chivalrous, gentle-gentlemen-like-men (the very least you could expect from two guys who play croquet in the town square), they offered us fruity bread and it was LOVERLY.
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