“Unsupervised sugar delivery,” she hissed to her husband, Gerald, who nodded solemnly, clutching a small crucifix.
As she walked out into the Pawnee night, she passed a teenager drinking a large cola. She shuddered. marcia langman parks and rec
She slapped the binder open. “Page one: self-serve soda. A child could theoretically pour four refills. That is over 100 grams of sugar. That is anarchy.” “Unsupervised sugar delivery
The issue: Paunch Burger’s new “Kids’ Fun Zone,” a terrifying pit of inflatable tubes and ball pits. But Marcia wasn’t there about the sanitation concerns. No, she had heard a rumor—a whisper on the Pawnee Mom’s for Decency group chat—that the Fun Zone included a soda fountain where children could serve themselves . ” she hissed to her husband