I took my adult son and then 8 y/o GD there, without telling them anything about the restaurant. I was very nervous, not sure how my son would react, if we got a waitress who was really into her role. Well, we did! When we walked to our table, our waitress was on her knees playing 'Ring around the Rosie' with three little girls. She glanced up at us and yelled, "I'll get to ya when I get around to it". A few moments later she came over, pulled some straws out of her pocket, threw them across the table at us, and asked what we wanted. We ordered drinks. She yelled at another waiter to bring our drinks, then asked if there was anything else we wanted. My son looked sort of blank for a minute, then sheepishly said, "menus?" She put both hands on her hips, glared disgustedly at him and said, "What do ya think I am, a waitress?". My son spit and sputtered for a moment, before he said yes. I am a psychiatric nurse and my son looked at me as she walked away and asked, "Mom, did you lose one of your patients?" During the meal, she placed straws in my GD's hair to make a crown and called her the Statue of Liberty and we had about 20 bottles of ketchup brought to our table. When my son asked for a soda refill, she brought him a HUGE jar of coke, bent over him, glared at him, and said in a threatening voice, "Drink every drop Coke Boy". My 27 y/o son gave me a totally panicked look and said, "Help, no telling what she'll do if I don't finish this thing". He then started guzzling coke as fast as he could. As we were finishing the meal, the waitress borrowed a chair from our table, stood on it, then yelled for everyone to stand up. She then made us do the Hockey Pockey. I was shocked at how quick my son leaped from his chair. I told him I didn't think he would do it. He gave me another panicked look and said he was too scared not to, as there was no telling what that crazy waitress would do, if we didn't. There were two young ladies sitting a couple of tables behind us, who had refused to stand. After we did the Hockey Pockey, the waitress came over to our table and asked my GD if her dad was married. When she said no, she told her and my son to go put all of our ketchup bottles on the young ladies tables. Just as they got over there, she screamed out at the top of her lungs, "He's single ladies, grab him!". I don't know who was more embarrassed my son or the young ladies. Just before we got ready to leave, she picked three couples to have a kissing contest and we all got to judge who was the best kissers. A few months later, I was taking my younger son and his wife down to WDW. My GD called me to tell me to be sure and take them to the restaurant with the "crazy waitress", and to not warn them about any of the antics.