Party Time

So I gave Misty my slaggy 7 year old a birthday party. A couple of the mom's were VERY uhhhhhhhhgly to me afterwards and one even threatened to call the po po on my ass. I mean hell there the ones who dropped their kids off knowing where we were going. The invitation said

"We're going to the Glitter Factory for Misty's party. Fruit "Leather" and yummy chocolate to taste test will be available. All party favors will come home wrapped in discreet brown paper"

Tracy my friend who hosted the party kept things very tasteful so I don't what the hell their problem was.