I was dragged

All I'm saying is that I thought we, as a family, were taking a nice walk in the neighborhood after dinner for the purpose of exercise, sure, and also to do the dork wave at every car, person or dog we passed. You know what I'm talking about. And somehow, this thing happened. I re.it.er.ate--I was dragged. I wanted to be a dork some more and keep waving and walking. Tonight, was not my idea. You know where we are. Don't even make me say it. It's that hobbit's fault. Signs and cup labels have been covered to protect the innocent.