From the Main Street parade, to the Jungle Cruise, to It's A Small World, to The Monster's Comedy Show, to Peter Pan's Flight, to.......I swear that by the time I got to Minnie's House I was ready to bring old Walt from the dead and put his ass down again. There ought to be a law against this. It is just not fair to you parents out there. You are slaves to the marketing of Disney and their control of your children's minds. You are, in effect, pawns in an incredible conspiracy.
I have a new found respect for every parent in A-merry-ca. And if you are a single parent, you deserve a congressional medal of honor. My hands, neck and my feet are about to fall off of my body from carrying a four year old all over the Magic Kingdom. My ears are still ringing not only from the screams of these little aliens whose minds have been taken over by all things Disney,but from the chi ching of money passing hands to Walt's faithful servants.
"Are you having fun?" "Uncle Field this is the best fun I have ever had. Are we going to Toontown now? And are we going to see Nemo tomorrow?"
My flight leaves this planet of the children tomorrow at exactly 8:30AM. I cannot wait to get on it. Killadelphia, you never looked so good.