Designated Crazy Area

Got a call from Erin wanting to know if I would join her and a group that Emma got together, for the evening. Apparently they were getting together to go look at clouds, trying to spot familiar shapes as they passed by. I politely declined, not particularly interested in staring at clouds, and hung up, realizing a few minutes later that the forecast called for the clear skies, and that it was going on eight o clock at night. Puzzled, I was gonna call back, but instead received a text from Mouse informing me that the four horsewomen of the apocalypse had descended upon a local building in a convertible, which they then proceeded to set on fire..........inside the building. I quickly dialed up Erin, only to hear "Hello? Oh Oh....that one looks like a ostrich on a speedboat!!" "Erin?" "Hi! Did you change your mind, are you coming?" "Mouse tells me you girls set a car on fire." "Oh, don't worry. We thought it out, its perfectly legal." "How so?" "Emma says as long as its stays in the designated smoking section, everything's fin.........OH OH!! Luna look! That one looks like Margaret Thatcher!"