Joco Opinion

June 12, 2014

Stacey Hatton: I spy ladies who laser tag

When I was young, lithe, and devoid of stretch marks, Charlie’s Angels was hot on television. My friends and I ran through the neighborhood in silk blouses, church slacks and feathered hair, drinking Tab cola. We stopped periodically to freeze-frame into that famous silhouetted photo. When I scheduled an afternoon of laser tag for my ladies group, we were pumped. Six friends morphed into the Real Joco Housewives of Advanced Laser Tag.

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