Candy, Which Is Dandy, And Liquor, That's Quicker

Stacked up in one hand were a pair of extra large bowls, spoons, and shot-glasses, in the other was a handle of rum and a half gallon of whole milk, with a jumbo box of brightly colored name brand cereal that promised a free toy inside. A favorite of Margaret's since childhood.

The packages were carefully and strategically laid out at the commercial break, which, oddly enough, had been advertisements for exactly this cereal, and a got milk ad for kids.

It was all quite pleasing.

"This to commemorate our cartoons and cure your munchies, and a little of the hair of the dog that bit you, trust me, it goes great with this cereal's milk.", and smiled as she poured it all out.

Margaret thanked her in word and deed, eagerly shoveling in spoonfuls of the sugary treat, huddled over her bowl as her eyes wavered between her treat and the screen.

"I almost forgot.", she said after slugging back her first shock and a slurp of milk, "I'm still wearing a diaper for kids!"

"Well, I don't know, it's warm and comfortable, isn't it?"

"Well, yeah, but isn't it silly?"

"To who? You and I already know. Besides, it well give you protection in case of another accident, don't you want to be safe?"

"Yeah, but I won't have another accident, this is my first time.", she nearly pouted.

"Second, remember what happened at school?"

"I told you that wasn't my fault!"

"I don't think this is your fault, cutie-pie, but it still happened. It's not like I'm making you go in them! Or even wear them, just a friendly suggestion, girl to girl, until we can get yo some poise pads. I'm sure you can still use the big-girl, err, grown-up toilet."

"Yeah, you're really right.", Margaret agreed, soothed, as she went back to her silly cartoons.