Alright, Sparky, here's the deal...
I'm in love with you.
No. Really. If I let you have Taylor on the side, will you marry me?!
I've been on the DIS awhile, read many TRs, etc. but nothing has come close to the spectacularness of you. In fact, I do believe this is the first time I have ever posted on a TR other than to say that I, too, thought it was a bogus report. Feel blessed. No. Really.
Aside from all of the hilarity, the shenanigans, your writing style, how your quirky is so on par with mine that it's frightening, the fact that we have a bear named Shotgun (who is NOT DIS appropriate) who goes on all of our vacations with us and does naughty little things (he came with us to Vegas, mmmmmk? 'Nuff said.) that I have to document with pictures because as you know, if there isn't a picture, it didn't happen. Set ALL of that aside and here's what it really boils down to: the references. Oh. My. God. *in Chandler style* the references.
You know how you feel about Hanson? That's me, with Friends. Courtney Cox? Who the heck is that? The star of that Tigerville show? Yeah, I don't know her. Monica Geller? I KNOW HER!! David Schwimmer? What is he? The inventer of bikes or something? Ross Geller? I WILL MARRY HIM!!! Every reference you made I wanted to quote out the entire scene. This is not a show to me. These are my friends and it's real life and I can tell you all these stories about the fun times we've had, and how Joey said that one thing that just cracked me up...but it might be a "you have to be there" kinda moment. Every single person I meet I make them be one of the characters. For example, if they're new-agey I call them a Phoebe. Me, I'm a Monica. Despite cleaning being essential to her character, and the fact that I am a slob, we're twins. I'm still breakin' porch swings, though...
Sometimes, I wonder if you even know you're referencing them, or if it's just me reading so much into it cause I'm so excited. Like, son of a jackal. Ha! Or the fact that your bucket list is laminated. Good times, SUCH GOOD TIMES.
Anyway, suffice it to say that I am really enjoying this trip report. You sucked me in and I have spent, literally (used correctly, not as a substitue for figuratively), 6 hours getting through it all. Now I'm going to hop over to your PTR and stalk you there. You think Hanson will let me join? They can show me how to stalk you properly. Not gonna lie, though, I'm terrified of heights so you can forget me climbing on balconies to get near you. I'm with Lee-Anne on this one, ain't no way I'm going on no thrill rides, boo. That ish just ain't fo' me. Tower of Terror made me cry from terror. No. Really. I pretty sure I have PTSD from it. Seeing the hotel makes me start having a panic attack. I just watched a video of it on
youtube and couldn't open my eyes. Lee-Anne frequent the DIS? I hope so. I hope she sees this. DON'T LET HER TALK YOU INTO IT, YOU ARE GOING TO DIE!!!! Okay, not really, that's crossing the line but still...you really might pee a little bit. Just sayin'....
See what I do? How I went from talking about loving your TR to talking to a woman I'm not sure is even a DIS member, IDK.
Onward!