Hucifer does the solo thing sort of. Alone and going home, 9/21

[NMAmy]

No, just New Mexico. I have issues. We'll just leave it at that.

Dang, was it me? I don't live there anymore--I hope I'm not responsible for your issues with an entire state.

 

[hucifer]

I'm back! Had a great time--mostly nice weather and bearable crowds. And I missed not just one but TWO updates??

Yay! You're back! I'm glad you had a great time. I can't wait to read all about it in your trip report! hint hint

Yeah, we get it. It's all about YOU.

Yep.

You should have tried to find that guy from Morocco.

Ooh, mama like that idea.

Well done!

Yeah yeah. Blah blah.

And I predict that her brother immediately high tailed it out of the park, made a bunch of bottle cap pins, and went straight to the Disney marketing gurus. A millionaire is born. In an exclusive interview, the pin maker stated, "It all started with a woman at MGM with a Hucifer imposter name tag. Thanks to her kind comments, I realized my dream of making pins for Disney World. Dreams do come true."

Do I get a portion of his profits? Seriously, these were sweet pins he made. Does Disney even offer them? Since I don't shop unless forced to, I didn't even notice.

I am no longer allowed to choose the line for fast passes. I got behind not just the woman whose daughter's ticket didn't scan correctly when entering the park (which involves receiving a special ticket to use for fast passes and WAY more explanation than a normal human being should need for its use) AND the woman with 27 of her closest friends' tickets to run through for fast passes. While she talked on the phone and arranged a meeting place with the other 27 people. DH thought I'd ditched him, I was gone so long.

That's exactly what happened to me that day. I have the worst luck picking lines, be it Fast Pass lines, grocery store lines, or traffic lanes.

I wasn't aware that this was against the UG rules. Of course, I can't follow the guidelines because I'm collecting fast passes for teenagers who sleep in. If I want to ride, I have to stand in line.

I'm telling you, those UG plans really work.

Well, now that you mention it. I hadn't thought about that before.

Well, think about that the next time you have to jerk your way to a perfect score in TSM.

What IS left?? Isn't that pretty much everything in the park?

Amy, Amy, Amy... Those are just the LAME attractions.

Dang, was it me? I don't live there anymore--I hope I'm not responsible for your issues with an entire state.

No ma'am. My issues have a lot to do with a duck and his sidekicks. Besides, you totally don't live there anymore.

 

[__disneygirl]

I hear ya. It was wonderful and wonderfully sad at the same time. I missed the poop out of my family, but loved the freedom of being alone. At first, the freedom beat out the loneliness. But by the last day, loneliness finally won out.

Same with me. I was quite melancholy by the last day of my trip. Usually when I leave Disney World they have to drag me away kicking and screaming, but on my solo trip I was just happy I got time there and happy I was gonna go home. I missed my family TOO much!

Okay...this information will be revealed very soon...I promise! (And you're not going to like it.)

Oh my goodness... I have a feeling this whole fake CM thing is going to go south really fast. I can't wait to hear about it.

 

[marvali]

After my shower, I had a dilemma. How do I apply sunscreen on my back by myself? I’ve got a handful of lotion but no idea on how to get it back there. Besides contortion, I mean. I bend my arm backwards, struggling to get every inch that I can back there. Over the shoulder, around the sides…this is near impossible to do alone, I found out. If I really needed it back there and I couldn’t physically do it, who could you possibly ask to apply it for you? How would you ask without looking like a creep?

Now you wish you hadn't been so mean to Jakie and run her off, don't you??? Just think how many hits that would have gotten on YouTube!

Uh, excuse me sir…after I lift up my shirt, please rub your hands all over my naked back. It should only take a second, those trash cans can wait. Why yes, they ARE real. And they’re fantastic.

The perfect toy! Bill Engvall's words, not mine.....but who am I to argue!!!

The one on the right opens the door for me, says good morning, sees my nametag, then sings: “And Hucifer has stormy eyes…”

And Hucifer has stormy eyes, that flash at the sound of lies. And Hucifer has wings to fly.... above the clouds, Above the clouds.

Anyway, after about six or seven minutes of waiting, I decide to abandon this line and jump into the one next to me.

Like glennbo said, nothing good can come of this......

But since I’m a TSM virgin and all

TSM, she said TSM......

You keep pulling your hand back and forth really fast and it looks like…um…yeah.

TSM, she said TSM.....

Marvin! I was wondering where you've been. I've been so worried!

Um, yeah, right! One could only hope the GofT would honor them so!!!

I missed the Hunchback show.

Now I bet he could put suntan lotion on his own back.....

Ouch! This girl's got a seeing eye guide with her, so she should be able to get to her destination with all of her teeth intact.

I bet that's the real reason for that 'do......she only has the one!

Yes. Especially after that last scene. My arm got quite the workout.

TSM, she said TSM.....

I only remember popular sodas...like Coke and 7-Up. Wait, is 7-Up still popular?

Yes, but those caps are reserved for a family of dwarves......

 

[Peter Panic Attack]

And since I looooooove Billy Joel’s music, I thought I would drop by at the next set and enjoy.

Hmmm….I didn’t figure you for a Billy Joel fan…..but don’t go changing to try to please me…..I like you just the way you are.

A man and a boy are walking in front of me and they are both wearing Viking helmets. (The Viking helmets are somewhat important to this little story, so bear with me for a moment.) They notice the duck at the same time as me. The man says, “Catch it! Catch it!”

Man, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve seen two Vikings chasing a duck……

My family thinks I’m nuts, wanting to come here solo.

It’s either that…or your Bill the Cat face……too close to call.

When he returns, I slide the drink toward him and ask him if I could possibly have some water that didn’t contain microbes, if one was available.

Talk about your high maintenance…..

He’s clapping along, looking at his wife, and just going along with the celebration, completely unaware that the waiters are coming to his table.

Sooooo, the band is playing birthday music…..and it’s his birthday…..and he still can’t put two and two together. I really think you need to raise your voyeuristic standards. Don’t ever settle Hucifer….you’re too good for that.

Considering this is a gaggle of very easy-going men, they all agree and off we go.

Ummm….I’m pretty sure a gaggle refers to geese. I believe easy-going men travel in bevies….or was it knobs?

So, being the agreeable bunch they are, the men follow my lead into World Showcase.

Of course! Easy-going men travel in bunches…..man, I was way off.

actually came here looking for your friend, Peter, and hoping to find his next trip report which is long overdue! Hint hint!! Thankfully in the meantime I found a very gifted and HILARIOUS writer!

Et tu Liz? I've always said.....if I can lead just one person to Hucifer's TR.....then my life is complete.

 

[Disneyland_Mama]

Holy Hucifer! I sat here for a good few hours catching up on this here .

BTW, My kids thank you for their Pop-Tart dinner with a side of Cheese-Itz.

HIGH-larious as always, Wendy. Oh, and hot husband in Marrakesh reminded me of Balthazar Getty... yum yum.

 

[hucifer]

I was quite melancholy by the last day of my trip. Usually when I leave Disney World they have to drag me away kicking and screaming, but on my solo trip I was just happy I got time there and happy I was gonna go home. I missed my family TOO much!

That was me to a T. You just described exactly what I went through.

Oh my goodness... I have a feeling this whole fake CM thing is going to go south really fast. I can't wait to hear about it.

Actually...the bad news was about the badge itself. Don't worry, I don't get into too much trouble.

Now you wish you hadn't been so mean to Jakie and run her off, don't you??? Just think how many hits that would have gotten on YouTube!

I could have made tons of cash with that too!

The perfect toy!

Why thank you.

And Hucifer has stormy eyes, that flash at the sound of lies. And Hucifer has wings to fly.... above the clouds, Above the clouds.

Yikes! Stop it! STOP IT!!!

Like glennbo said, nothing good can come of this......

As usual, Glennbo is right. Get used to saying that, huh?

Now I bet he could put suntan lotion on his own back.

Quasi could totally do the solo trip to WDW without problem, then.

TSM, she said TSM.....

Yes, but those caps are reserved for a family of dwarves......

That one took me awhile to get. I must be slow today.

Hmmm….I didn’t figure you for a Billy Joel fan…..but don’t go changing to try to please me…..I like you just the way you are.

Honesty is hardly ever heard. And mostly what I need from you.

Man, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve seen two Vikings chasing a duck……

You would have nothing?

It’s either that…or your Bill the Cat face……too close to call.

Bill the Cat makes appearances during attraction photos and social engagements. I tell you, it's a real party pleaser.

Sooooo, the band is playing birthday music…..and it’s his birthday…..and he still can’t put two and two together. I really think you need to raise your voyeuristic standards. Don’t ever settle Hucifer….you’re too good for that.

But you're already taken.

Ummm….I’m pretty sure a gaggle refers to geese. I believe easy-going men travel in bevies….or was it knobs?

You said "knob."

Of course! Easy-going men travel in bunches…..man, I was way off.

But times have changed. Things are not the same. You overcame such a bad attitude. Rock and roll just used to be for kicks and nowadays it's politics. And after 1986 what else could be new?

Et tu Liz? I've always said.....if I can lead just one person to Hucifer's TR.....then my life is complete.

You need to set higher goals.

BTW, My kids thank you for their Pop-Tart dinner with a side of Cheese-Itz.

Hey, I do what I can to encourage nutritional wellness in today's youth.

HIGH-larious as always, Wendy. Oh, and hot husband in Marrakesh reminded me of Balthazar Getty... yum yum.

Thanks, girl! Gotta be honest, don't know who Balthazar Getty is. Did you give up on your own trip report? We were all reading along merrily and then...BAM! You disappear.

 

[Disneyland_Mama]

Did you give up on your own trip report? We were all reading along merrily and then...BAM! You disappear.

No, not yet. I'm having TR writer's block and can't seem to find my funny. I think you stole it all.

 

[marvali]

No, not yet. I'm having TR writer's block and can't seem to find my funny. I think you stole it all.

Hucifer, the Goddess of Trucking and the pilferer of funny!

 

[hucifer]

No, not yet. I'm having TR writer's block and can't seem to find my funny. I think you stole it all.

Hey, I don't want to be the reason that you stopped writing...your readers will kill me.

Hucifer, the Goddess of Trucking and the pilferer of funny!

A new title from the Great Marvali. Sweet.

 

[hucifer]

I walk to Star Tours. Twenty minutes, Standby line says. Sounds doable, I say.

I step toward Star Tours to get inside, a boy of about eight is directly in front of me. Just as we were about to enter the building, a Stormtrooper appears before us. He’s standing right at the entrance to the building, gun in hand, and perfectly still as if posing for a shot. However, neither the boy in front of me nor I was holding a camera. The trooper was facing us, but because of the mask it was impossible to see exactly where he was looking. The boy and I stood on the spot to see what he would do. All he did was pose. He appears out of nowhere and now he’s just standing there as if he’s waiting for us to do something. So I decided to strike back with a conversation.

“How’s it going?”

Silence.

“I hope that blaster isn’t loaded. There’s lots of kids around, you know.”

Silence.

“How do you eat?”

Silence.

“Eat?” I held my fingers up to my mouth as if he didn’t speak English. “Like this?”

Without warning, the Stormtrooper leaps to his right and around the other side of the building and into a little Star Wars skit that was going on around the corner. So he was standing there, waiting for his cue to jump in the street act the whole time. And here I was, potentially screwing up the show by firing questions at him. Innocently, I might add. I thought he jumped in front of us for our own personal entertainment. Apparently I was wrong.

The boy in front of me turns around and says, “That was a good question.”

“Thanks. I thought so too.”

And we move inside the building to experience the mayhem that would surely ensue on our way to Endor.

Fortunately for us, the posted standby wait time was completely inaccurate, and we walked right on to our spaceship. Now, I think Star Tours is a cute attraction. I’m not a Star Wars fan or anything, but I do like this ride. But…and I know I’ll get ripped for this…I really miss Body Wars. In fact, I loved the whole Wonders of Life pavilion. Cranium Command, albeit dated, was a great attraction. And I secretly enjoyed Food Rocks. Am I proud? Not really. But I am still pretty mad at Disney for closing it. They could have really updated it and breathed fresh life into it and made it uber-cool. I just don’t understand the decision to close it at all.

It was about this time that I once again mock the Fall Dining Gods. Sis can’t get a reservation for September for Sci Fi. Full-well knowing this, I walk into the Sci Fi Dine-In Theatre and march right up to the podium.

“Do you have availability for one?”

I cringe, waiting for the public humiliation to begin.

Click click click. “Why yes we do. Please have a seat and we’ll call you in a moment.”

Okay, I understand. I’ll leave now—hey…wait a minute…

Woo HOO! I’m in! (Alright, so it was a little earlier than the regular lunch crowd, and it was only me eating, but this is still the middle of July and the crowds are pretty heavy.) I whip out my cell phone and immediately start texting: JUST GOT IN TO SCI FI. WAS A WALK UP. HAD TO DO IT, SORRY. Then I hit Send and the message goes whirring away to somewhere in Michigan, where my sister was frantically and unsuccessfully trying to squeeze in a reservation for September.

Sis, who is a much more mature person than I, texts immediately back: GOOD FOR YOU. ENJOY IT FOR ME!

Aww…that was sweet. Now I have guilt.

So, to drown out my guilt, I order a strawberry shake. It made the guilt taste delicious.

Sweet strawberry goodness...please drown out this massive guilt.​

I was seated behind a family of three in one of the convertibles. (I think they should be called convertables. Get it? Conver-tables? Heh heh.) Anywho, the restaurant was fairly empty at this time, so it looked like a great time to eat a delicious veggie burger on my plate and watch some great cheese on the screen.

Delicious corn-filled veggie burger...please don't retaliate for mocking my sister.

Yes, I eat naked.

My perky waitress who didn't mind my nakedness.​

After a wonderfully satisfying lunch, I step back outside to enjoy the July heat. (Actually, I prefer the heat to the air conditioning, so I really did enjoy it.) I wander over toward the Big Hat so that I can continue on to the thrill rides. On my way I hear commotion near the AI Experience.

There are three army men gathering up children and ordering them around with a bullhorn. I join the gathering crowd. These army men have green makeup instead of a green cloth over their faces so they can talk. Or yell, rather.

Army men, getting ready to recruit young soldiers.

Squad leader, frightening young recruits into submission.​

One of them plays squad leader, and his job is to order the other two men around. All three of them play bumbling goofballs. Kind of like three Dans, if you will. Their job is to recruit fellow army folk (children), and to have the new recruits do various soldier-like things. The leader barks every command into his bullhorn. Problem is, one of the children only speaks Spanish. So the leader would shout out his command in English, then the child’s mom would translate it into Spanish, and then the leader would repeat what she said into his bullhorn. Except that his Spanish was terrible, and every time he attempted to say what the mom said, it turned into a garbled mess of phonemes. That poor kid…there was no way he could understand those directions.

At one point, the squad leader tells everyone in their circle to give their best soldier pose. He counts: one, two, three: pose! And the children and the soldiers all pose in various ways…the leader poses like he’s throwing a grenade, another soldier looks like he’s holding a bazooka, and the third soldier poses like he’s singing for American Idol. The American Idol soldier gets verbally reprimanded and has to stand at the back of the formation. The kids all were great sports, and the soldiers were absolutely hilarious to watch.

When the little army show was over, I continued on my way toward the Coaster.



Coming p: Part 3. When the Streetmosphere harass

 

[mmeb144]

Sounds like a fun time at DHS. Carry on!

 

[NMAmy]

Just as we were about to enter the building, a Stormtrooper appears before us. He’s standing right at the entrance to the building, gun in hand, and perfectly still as if posing for a shot.

DD would have had a coronary. She's still traumatized from a Stormtrooper teasing her several years ago. I had to scope out Star Tours for her on this trip and promise I saw no Stormtroopers lurking.

The boy in front of me turns around and says, “That was a good question.”

That was a GREAT question! How DO they eat? No wonder they're so skinny.

Click click click. “Why yes we do. Please have a seat and we’ll call you in a moment.”

SCORE!

Sis, who is a much more mature person than I, texts immediately back: GOOD FOR YOU. ENJOY IT FOR ME!

She seems REALLY nice. Are you sure you're related? I don't think I'd have been that nice to you. Maybe we're related instead.

Delicious corn-filled veggie burger...please don't retaliate for mocking my sister.​

I guess I'm now realizing why I can never be a vegetarian. I don't like my corn in burger form.

Yes, I eat naked.

Good heavens, woman! No wonder you were so concerned about sunscreen on your back! I had no idea Sci-Fi was clothing optional. I'm looking forward to reading Lou's comments on that photo.

(Actually, I prefer the heat to the air conditioning, so I really did enjoy it.)

Understandable since you were nekkid.

Squad leader, frightening young recruits into submission.

That one kid looks terrified!

, another soldier looks like he’s holding a bazooka, and the third soldier poses like he’s singing for American Idol.

Coming p: Part 3. When the Streetmosphere harass

Ooh, I can't wait! "Shut the front door!"

 

[Peter Panic Attack]

Uh, excuse me sir…after I lift up my shirt, please rub your hands all over my naked back. It should only take a second, those trash cans can wait. Why yes, they ARE real. And they’re fantastic.

Bow chicka bow-bow

Eventually a cast member stops by. You know there’s a problem when one of them gets involved. Sure enough, several minutes later, he’s opening up the machine and scratching his head. Then he’s waving us folks in line to other lines. You have got to be KIDDING ME.

You are literally stressing me out right now. Honestly, I can’t breath.

And my devil-may-care attitude pays off. I become The Chosen One. I am asked to hold the red card thingee. The cast member hands it to me and says, “With this card there is great responsibility.” But I tell him I accept, and proudly carry it into the building.

I love the red card thingee. My family hates it when I’m chosen….because I rub their faces in my glory.

He asks, “Say kids, what is your favorite toy?” And then I hear some kids say, “Buzz! Woody!” When he says, “Let’s try this again…what is your favorite toy?” Again, the answer is the same, “Buzz! Woody!”

Now, I’m no rocket surgeon….but there’s a part of me that wonders if Potato Head might have been fishing for a compliment here.

But you're already taken.

Man, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve heard that one.

You said "knob."

Was that wrong? Should I not have done that? I tell you I gotta plead ignorance on this thing because if anyone had said anything to me at all when I first started posting here that that sort of thing was frowned upon, you know, cause I've posted on a lot of trip reports and I tell you people post that all the time.

Dang it! I'm still behind. You're relentless.

 

[hucifer]

Sounds like a fun time at DHS. Carry on!

But wait. It gets better.

DD would have had a coronary. She's still traumatized from a Stormtrooper teasing her several years ago. I had to scope out Star Tours for her on this trip and promise I saw no Stormtroopers lurking.

My Stormtrooper inadvertently lost his personality. After returning from Endor, I helped him look for it. We looked in the grass, behind trees, and in the Star Tours building. So far we haven't found it.

That was a GREAT question! How DO they eat? No wonder they're so skinny.

I was thinking of creative things to say to him. But when you don't have a personality, ingenius questions aren't going to make the encounter any more interesting.

She seems REALLY nice. Are you sure you're related? I don't think I'd have been that nice to you. Maybe we're related instead.

Listen, this nice sister act was a freak occurrence. She didn't obtain her "Bratus" nickname from being "nice."

I guess I'm now realizing why I can never be a vegetarian. I don't like my corn in burger form.

Don't knock it 'til you try it.

Good heavens, woman! No wonder you were so concerned about sunscreen on your back! I had no idea Sci-Fi was clothing optional. I'm looking forward to reading Lou's comments on that photo.

And I was getting blasted for needing sunscreen on my back when I was wearing a shirt...men just don't understand.

Lou's comments should be good.

That one kid looks terrified!

I don't think the kids knew how to take these guys. But OMG, I was cracking up.

Ooh, I can't wait! "Shut the front door!"

Huh?

You are literally stressing me out right now. Honestly, I can’t breath.

You just can't help but get sucked into my trip report, can you? It's that good.

I love the red card thingee. My family hates it when I’m chosen….because I rub their faces in my glory.

I bet you're a real gem to travel with.

Now, I’m no rocket surgeon….but there’s a part of me that wonders if Potato Head might have been fishing for a compliment here.

I thought maybe he was just hard of hearing.

Man, if I had a nickel for every time I’ve heard that one.

You would have nothing?

Was that wrong? Should I not have done that? I tell you I gotta plead ignorance on this thing because if anyone had said anything to me at all when I first started posting here that that sort of thing was frowned upon, you know, cause I've posted on a lot of trip reports and I tell you people post that all the time.

Next thing I know, you'll be telling me that you had sex at the office or peed in a public shower.

Dang it! I'm still behind. You're relentless.

Most of the other readers tell me I'm too slow. *sigh* I can't please ANYBODY!

 

[marvali]

I walk to Star Tours. Twenty minutes, Standby line says. Sounds doable, I say.

Wow, talking Standby Lines.......must be something new! Regardless, not sure you want anyone to hear you answering them.

I step toward Star Tours to get inside, a boy of about eight is directly in front of me. Just as we were about to enter the building, a Stormtrooper appears before us. He’s standing right at the entrance to the building, gun in hand, and perfectly still as if posing for a shot. However, neither the boy in front of me nor I was holding a camera. The trooper was facing us, but because of the mask it was impossible to see exactly where he was looking. The boy and I stood on the spot to see what he would do. All he did was pose. He appears out of nowhere and now he’s just standing there as if he’s waiting for us to do something. So I decided to strike back with a conversation.

“How’s it going?”

Silence.

“I hope that blaster isn’t loaded. There’s lots of kids around, you know.”

Silence.

“How do you eat?”

Silence.

“Eat?” I held my fingers up to my mouth as if he didn’t speak English. “Like this?”

You must have just come from Rock N Rollercoaster.........Livin' on the Edge, You can't stop yourself from fallin'...........

Without warning, the Stormtrooper leaps to his right and around the other side of the building and into a little Star Wars skit that was going on around the corner. So he was standing there, waiting for his cue to jump in the street act the whole time. And here I was, potentially screwing up the show by firing questions at him. Innocently, I might add. I thought he jumped in front of us for our own personal entertainment.

Riiight.....some people will try anything to try and get in a show at Disney!!

I walk into the Sci Fi Drive-In Theatre and march right up to the podium.

“Do you have availability for one?”

I cringe, waiting for the public humiliation to begin.

Click click click. “Why yes we do. Please have a seat and we’ll call you in a moment.”

They usually feel pity for people who can't even use the draw of Disney to get a date.......

Sis, who is a much more mature person than I, texts immediately back: GOOD FOR YOU. ENJOY IT FOR ME!

Not real sure your Sis can take that as a compliment!

So, to drown out my guilt, I order a strawberry shake. It made the guilt taste delicious.

MMM, even I would be seen in public at Disney with you if you are using Strawberry shakes as incentive!!! You wouldn't mind if I dressed like a stormtrooper would you???

I was seated behind a family of three in one of the convertibles. (I think they should be called convertables. Get it? Conver-tables? Heh heh.)

If you have to 'splain 'em.........

Yes, I eat naked.

You WEREN'T very good with that suntan lotion, were you.....!!!

There are three army men gathering up children and ordering them around with a bullhorn. I join the gathering crowd. These army men have green makeup instead of a green cloth over their faces so they can talk. Or yell, rather.

Obviously they didn't know the Goddess of Trucking was in their very midst!

Coming p: Part 3. When the Streetmosphere harass

Ah, the anticipation.................

 

[melk]

In fact, I loved the whole Wonders of Life pavilion. Cranium Command, albeit dated, was a great attraction. And I secretly enjoyed Food Rocks. Am I proud? Not really. But I am still pretty mad at Disney for closing it. They could have really updated it and breathed fresh life into it and made it uber-cool. I just don’t understand the decision to close it at all.

Okay I am coming out of lurkdom for this. First off, love the report, I have laughed out loud at more than a few parts.

I am with you, I miss Body Wars a lot. It was the only ride I could do that DH couldn't (well, okay, the teacups too), so it was nice to have the upper hand for once (I don't drop, he doesn't spin). But wasn't Food Rocks over at the Land? I think it was where Soarin' now stands. I think I have a good portion of it on videotape, I remember scanning over to my (then) 3 year old who had both hands covering her ears and mouthing to me "these fruits are too loud!"

 

[glennbo123]

I thought he jumped in front of us for our own personal entertainment. Apparently I was wrong.

A wise person once told me, "it's not always about you." And I'm giving that person a LOT of credit, calling them wise.

I was seated behind a family of three in one of the convertibles. (I think they should be called convertables. Get it? Conver-tables? Heh heh.)

I don't care what Marvali says, I like it. In fact, I may steal it when I write my TR. You better copywrite it while you can.

Yes, I eat naked.

That's a great picture. Too bad you're covering yourself with that great big scarf.

My perky waitress who didn't mind my nakedness.[/CENTER]

She looks traumatized. Shell-shocked. Post-traumatic stress disorder. That is obviously forced perkiness.

After a wonderfully satisfying lunch, I step back outside to enjoy the July heat. (Actually, I prefer the heat to the air conditioning, so I really did enjoy it.)

Good thing you dressed in layers. If you get too hot, just ditch that scarf.

There are three army men gathering up children and ordering them around with a bullhorn. I join the gathering crowd. These army men have green makeup instead of a green cloth over their faces so they can talk. Or yell, rather.

I hope you remembered to re-apply sunscreen after lunch. Maybe the army men would have helped you with that. What man in the service wouldn't, you know, get a thrill out of seeing the female form after being away from home for so long. And here's what the army men say about Hucifer:

Hucifer -- she's rotten to the core (or corps, this is really an auditory joke), but great to the infantry.

At one point, the squad leader tells everyone in their circle to give their best soldier pose. He counts: one, two, three: pose! And the children and the soldiers all pose in various ways…the leader poses like he’s throwing a grenade, another soldier looks like he’s holding a bazooka, and the third soldier poses like he’s singing for American Idol. The American Idol soldier gets verbally reprimanded and has to stand at the back of the formation. The kids all were great sports, and the soldiers were absolutely hilarious to watch.

This sounds like a really fun time.

 

[marvali]

A wise person once told me, "it's not always about you." And I'm giving that person a LOT of credit, calling them wise.

glennbo calling someone wise isn't necessarily a compliment (boy this sounds familiar).

I don't care what Marvali says, I like it. In fact, I may steal it when I write my TR. You better copywrite it while you can.

Hey I liked the pun, I was just trying to tell her she didn't have to feel the need to explain it....I think everyone got it!

That's a great picture. Too bad you're covering yourself with that great big scarf.

Careful Hucifer, glennbo has a thing for scarves and belly dancers...

Good thing you dressed in layers. If you get too hot, just ditch that scarf.

See, I warned you!!!

And here's what the army men say about Hucifer:

Hucifer -- she's rotten to the core (or corps, this is really an auditory joke), but great to the infantry.

This sounds like a really fun time.

I ain't touchin' this one!!!

 

[All7OfUs]

Hey I liked the pun, I was just trying to tell her she didn't have to feel the need to explain it....I think everyone got it!

I didn't. She does have some dolts on here. At least one, anyway.