Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Bunko?

Last week I received not my first, but my SECOND invitation to join a group of Bunko players. My knowledge of Bunko is fairly limited based on things overheard from various conversations that I was absentmindedly taking part in, but my understanding of Bunko is as follows: Ladies get together. They pay money. They gossip. They eat. They roll dice. They come home with crappy home decor. Granted, I am the Latin Fury's daughter and a lot of the aforementioned activities are appealing to me, but I can't do it. I am too young for Bunko. Now, I know people who will claim that you are never to young for Bunko, but I disagree. While I have an ounce of spring in my step, I will not join your Bunko Group? Club? Coven? Not sure about the terminology, but I am out. Sorry.

2 comments:

stewedslacker said...

Sounds like just the thing to fill the awful void that Malu and I leaving left in your life =).

Anne B. said...

I also avoid bunko. It's an art, really. Maybe we should make our own anti-bunko "club." We could drink caffeine and watch PG-13 movies. (after the kiddies are in bed, mind you.)