A couple of years ago, some of us decided it would be really fun to go to Chuck E. Cheese, in that nostalgia-mixed-with-just-a-pinch-of-sarcasm way that's all the rage with our generation. Walked in there, got some pizza, grabbed some game tokens, and promptly almost expired from claustrophobia-induced hyperventilation. While the experience didn't induce the childhood flashback I had hoped for, it did make me finally understand why my mother always appeared to be in excruciating physical pain every time we went to CEC. I don't know how you did it, Mother. I was in there for 15 minutes before I abandoned everyone and went over to Marc's (an Ohio chain of discount stores) to amuse myself with shopping until the friends were ready to go home.
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