Remember that last family reunion? The one out at Uncle Mike's farm? Remember how the whole clan was there, and you all sat around catching up with each other all weekend?
Man, did that suck.
You know why it sucked? Because there was nothing to do but sit around and catch up with each other. That gets old in about oh, the time it takes for one conversation with Aunt Margaret. That's why your next reunion should be at the Kansas City Irish Fest. You'll have plenty of room in your big private tent for the whole gang. You'll have your own beer server (Uncle Mike will love that). Toilet facilities with no lines. Best of all, when you've had enough of Grandma's surgery stories, you have multiple stages of world class Irish music, fascinating heritage displays, dozens of places to shop and eat, and lots of things for the kids to do, so sorry Grandma, I'd love to hear more about your goiter but Conor really wants to go play on the big bouncy things.
We still have a few spots left, so get in touch with Carol here at Irish Fest today and claim yours. And if you invite me, I promise not to come up and show you my appendectomy scar.
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