Oh yes, you're seeing correctly....how fantastic is this store! It's my favorite store. We drive by it on the way to church. ON THE WAY TO CHURCH! As we drive by I wave and think, "bye Chewy Balls, see ya in 3 hours after our worshipping."I don't actually know what the store looks like inside, or worse--what's for sale (it's ice cream, I think). I've never gone inside. Makell looked in the window the other day and exclaimed, "hey there's a couch in there." Todd immediately replied, "it's to sit on when you chew your balls." Ah, such tender wisdom from a father.
I've thought about going inside--but I can't. I'm giggling too much. I just have this vision that the moment I walk in, if any employee yells out, "welcome to Chewy Balls!" I know I will double over and pee my pants from laughter. And come on, how becoming can that be!? What if everyone is wearing a shirt that says ,'Chewy Balls'? Maybe they would sell me one and I could wear it to eat lunch with the kids at school.
I am working on my giggle stamina so that I can get inside and steal copious amounts of napkins. I want to have them at the house to use when we serve guests. Especially those from church.
See what an incentive it is to come and visit us! I'll let you eat your food with a Chewy Balls napkin tucked right on your lap. If you use good table manners, I'll even let you take it home.
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Lisa...I would really like to say something very profound about this. But like you, I just can't bring myself to do it. No matter how tempting it is to make a comment I'll just have to let it go...nough said!
I've been waiting for this one to come onto your blog!!! It's the best!!
Oh good Lord in heaven - who in their right mind would name a store that????
Okay when I am there we are SO going! I think it is a shope where they sell these tasty fruity drinks that are popular here. You can get them with or without large tapioca BALLS in them! And yes they are chewy!
I'm not gonna lie. I went in. And tasted the balls. They are indeed chewy. And kind of amazing. I always take a moment of silence everytime I drive by it when I'm home. It's the kind of place that just demands respect.
you know what it is? its where they sell the coconut covered ice cream balls my mother made my father make for their wedding reception. My father hates coconut. I honestly think that we live off the proceeds from that store. Its my deep family secret. I'll bet my chewy balls.
I'm speachless.
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