We discovered too late that we were surrounded, and not only surrounded … but every one a piningo.
My older daughter sent a cry for help:
Help arrived in the form of dinner, because we were at a restaurant celebrating my older daughter’s 20th birthday, and had gotten into a very silly mood and couldn’t stop laughing at this typo on her phone.
The waitress gave us a very strange look before leaving.
We were having way too much fun.