PrincessAurora
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10-31-03 (Part 13) Save Me From the Scary Man <Epcot/Pleasure Island>
Two men get on the bus. They are dressed in really, umm, gross outfits. The louder of the two (and both were loud) had a bolt driven into the middle of his head. They were drunk and loud and obnoxious and smelled. Did I mention Loud? They wouldnt shut up. Again these two give the Garden State a bad name.
They are also crude. Did I mention they smelled? My sour stomach is coming back. Mr. ******, jerky boy tries to get me to talk to him. I dont want to. This is a sample conversation:
(M = Me JB = Jerky Boy)
JB = Hey!
M = (silence)
JB = You goin to Pleasure Island
M = yes
JB = You goin to party?
M = (hairy eyeball)
JB = Hey! You like beer?
M = Im trying not to throw up right now, do you mind?
JB = O. HEY! Wanna see this spike in my head move?
Guys, if this resembles you this is why you are still single. Ladies, if this resembles you husband, Im sorry and I know a good divorce attorney.
Guys, here is a clue. If you are talking to a girl and she isnt talking back she isnt interested. At all. PERIOD. Especially if she gives you the hairy eyeball. She thinks you are a jerk. She is picturing you in a wood chipper. No, really. The vast majority of women dont think of spitting as an Olympic sport, dont want to watch you scratch your crotch or complain about the price of cheap beer at WDW. They arent interested in you doing the gut dance and telling them Is your *** really that big? is NOT a pick-up line.
Where was Tigger? Sitting there wishing them dead too. Were trapped on the bus. What is he suppose to do, go all ninja on them and stuff? The bus driver tells them to keep it down. Now they start yelling at the bus driver.
HEY MAN! Were just having fun man! We just want to party! Doesnt everyone want to party?!
NO and shut up. Im really thinking evil things now. I wonder if I can bazooka barf on him but dont want to hit my dress. We finally get to Downtown Disney. The families mercifully get off at Marketplace and we are stuck for one more stop. As soon as we can we are out the door and over to the entrance. I know exactly where I am going and dragging Tigger all the way I make a bee line for the Adventurers Club.
Now all is right with the world! This is Tiggers first trip to the Adventurers Club and he is lovin this. We find seats and are just in time to get sworn in as members. We get a few drinks (mine non-alcoholic) and settle in. We sing the beer song, we people watch, we catch a show in the mask room and the trophy room. The people watching on Halloween is pretty fun.
Lets see, there are the Scooby Doo kids, a bunch of guys dressed like sperm calling themselves the fallopian swim team. There was also a guy dressed like the Colonel. He might have been a cast member because there was some talk going on about his costume and how he couldnt wear it. It was REALLY good. There was also a gal dressed as Sunny the French maid.
I love the Adventurers Club. I love the interactive theatre, the characters, talking with other guests. I wasnt able to do the Hes so dreamy bit with Hathaway Brown (see my trip reports with Dot on my website) since it doesnt work so well with just me and not a chorus of gals.
We watched the séance show in the library and decided to call it a night. I still had to pack. We decided that we would do Magic Kingdom in the morning before our car came to pick us up at 2 for our 4:00 plane. This is just happening too fast.
We head back to the bus stop and get back to the Lodge. There is that sad thing when you know this is your last night walking back to the Lodge. Your last night smacking the cowbell. I hate this. Everything is all quite and most of the staff is asleep or behind doors. We get back to our room and realize we never got a picture together. The prospect of going downstairs to try and find someone to take our picture was just not an option. I figured that next time when my hair was better, we would get our picture taken.
I get out of all of that and we let out these huge groans as we hit the bed. Ooo bed good. We turn off the light and then we heard the weird sounds.
Two men get on the bus. They are dressed in really, umm, gross outfits. The louder of the two (and both were loud) had a bolt driven into the middle of his head. They were drunk and loud and obnoxious and smelled. Did I mention Loud? They wouldnt shut up. Again these two give the Garden State a bad name.
They are also crude. Did I mention they smelled? My sour stomach is coming back. Mr. ******, jerky boy tries to get me to talk to him. I dont want to. This is a sample conversation:
(M = Me JB = Jerky Boy)
JB = Hey!
M = (silence)
JB = You goin to Pleasure Island
M = yes
JB = You goin to party?
M = (hairy eyeball)
JB = Hey! You like beer?
M = Im trying not to throw up right now, do you mind?
JB = O. HEY! Wanna see this spike in my head move?
Guys, if this resembles you this is why you are still single. Ladies, if this resembles you husband, Im sorry and I know a good divorce attorney.
Guys, here is a clue. If you are talking to a girl and she isnt talking back she isnt interested. At all. PERIOD. Especially if she gives you the hairy eyeball. She thinks you are a jerk. She is picturing you in a wood chipper. No, really. The vast majority of women dont think of spitting as an Olympic sport, dont want to watch you scratch your crotch or complain about the price of cheap beer at WDW. They arent interested in you doing the gut dance and telling them Is your *** really that big? is NOT a pick-up line.
Where was Tigger? Sitting there wishing them dead too. Were trapped on the bus. What is he suppose to do, go all ninja on them and stuff? The bus driver tells them to keep it down. Now they start yelling at the bus driver.
HEY MAN! Were just having fun man! We just want to party! Doesnt everyone want to party?!
NO and shut up. Im really thinking evil things now. I wonder if I can bazooka barf on him but dont want to hit my dress. We finally get to Downtown Disney. The families mercifully get off at Marketplace and we are stuck for one more stop. As soon as we can we are out the door and over to the entrance. I know exactly where I am going and dragging Tigger all the way I make a bee line for the Adventurers Club.
Now all is right with the world! This is Tiggers first trip to the Adventurers Club and he is lovin this. We find seats and are just in time to get sworn in as members. We get a few drinks (mine non-alcoholic) and settle in. We sing the beer song, we people watch, we catch a show in the mask room and the trophy room. The people watching on Halloween is pretty fun.
Lets see, there are the Scooby Doo kids, a bunch of guys dressed like sperm calling themselves the fallopian swim team. There was also a guy dressed like the Colonel. He might have been a cast member because there was some talk going on about his costume and how he couldnt wear it. It was REALLY good. There was also a gal dressed as Sunny the French maid.
I love the Adventurers Club. I love the interactive theatre, the characters, talking with other guests. I wasnt able to do the Hes so dreamy bit with Hathaway Brown (see my trip reports with Dot on my website) since it doesnt work so well with just me and not a chorus of gals.
We watched the séance show in the library and decided to call it a night. I still had to pack. We decided that we would do Magic Kingdom in the morning before our car came to pick us up at 2 for our 4:00 plane. This is just happening too fast.
We head back to the bus stop and get back to the Lodge. There is that sad thing when you know this is your last night walking back to the Lodge. Your last night smacking the cowbell. I hate this. Everything is all quite and most of the staff is asleep or behind doors. We get back to our room and realize we never got a picture together. The prospect of going downstairs to try and find someone to take our picture was just not an option. I figured that next time when my hair was better, we would get our picture taken.
I get out of all of that and we let out these huge groans as we hit the bed. Ooo bed good. We turn off the light and then we heard the weird sounds.
