The Sillys Journey into the Heart of Dorkness (new 12/15 - p. 23 criminy crackerswog)

[HaleyB]

Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir S.
Check the notebook.

Mr S knows that HaleyB can not check his notebook.

I can't read his handwriting.

 

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I have to admit to being very, very curious about the crummy pea.

 

[HaleyB]

I have to admit to being very, very curious about the crummy pea.

Me too

Look at your ticker!!!

 

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Me too

Look at your ticker!!!

I know! Thanks!

 

[UtahMama]

THAT's the back-story of the century and the reason for the HUGE epidemic of the phrase Criminy Crackerswoggle taking over the DIS boards and the world!

Geez, Mr. Silly! I'd rather give birth unmedicated to a 12 pound baby Vulcan, than have that in my bladder! You poor thing!

I am equally disturbed by the Spectro specto-bobble-headed-freaky guys. I swear, they give me nightmares!

 

[celerystalker]

Some people think about their pets all the time, so coming up with funny things to do with a dog is an exercise in walking in other's tracks whether you know it or not. The same thing is true with cats. Let this be a lesson to you that you might learn from my suffering.

That had nothing to do with anything, I just needed to get that off my chest.

That's what we're here for!

We will get down to the brass tacks (an expression that is really interesting, but since I am focusing on writing about specific details of our experiences of the trip, you now see me even now powerfully and effectively refraining from these side topics and regressions).

Hmm. I'm curious as to the history of this phrase and too lazy to google it. Care to enlighten me?

I used to write a lot of short stories when I was younger. I stopped for some reason that was probably bad (now I think of stories and write hunks of them - "The Last Temptation of Elvis" will be a classic once it is done in In A.D. 2101. When war was beginning. And all your base were belong to this novel.) This is a similar thing. But instead of laying out the whole psychodrama and writing a tragedy where a lone psychologically tortured writer say alone in a car riding in a wild crazy path, never finding that solace, or whatever it was that was being sought and then turning into the darkness, that was a metaphor for a certain kind of void where you look into it and it looks back at you, but suddenly there was a light at the end of the tunnel. Hope appears. But that light is the headlight of an oncoming train. You scream "Criminy Crackerswoggle!" as the train crashes into you, with a loud blast, and then in the void you see Hell. What does it mean? Surely the implications are deep and profound. Whatever the case we went from that Pooh ride which I cursed roundly in my notebook, including using the very harsh term "piece," truly the vitriol dripped from my pen as I angrily cursed the loss of a favorite ride... Anyway there was a parade at this point and so we stopped to watch the parade. For whatever reason I find all parades really dull. Since we are on the topic of parades, I need to relate a story about a parade in Dis., even in the M.K. that we saw but which which missed being reported on in from my perspective, and I think in this case my perspective is worth discussing. Anyone who complains that I am writing a trip report about a different trip and this is not fair can just look into the void where they might just find it looking back with a bright light.

This paragraph reminded me of Faulkner. I don't like Faulkner.
Can we just get to the gosh darned tea for criminy crackerswoggle's sake?

A brief note on naming coasters. When you name the coaster you have separate lists of word to put together to name your coaster. We worked at finding combinations of words that would be the least like that anyone would willingly speak. This "make a name that mixes kitsch and poor agreement of terms" game actually is pretty fun, I recommend it.

We want examples!!!

It was a guy with a camera. I started to walk towards him to figure out what he said. It was, "God-damn, get the hell out of our picture! We've already lost two shots because of you."

I will now go back in time and kick his *** for you! What a jerk! Poor mr. silly!

This is the cutest picture ever!

I asked him if he ever played Atari's Asteroids and whether this was similar.

What did he say?

The bird egg looking thing is the stone.

Here's the stone from the inside:

Both of these pictures were wicked cool!!!!

It became clear to me why going on a ride that kept shaking me around and flipping my upside down might cause that spiky ball to bounce around and tear things up, thus causing a lot of bleeding.

Again, poor Mr. Silly.

My notes say: "Heh. Miss Disney Expert."

People have this reaction to me as well. Dagnabit.

"Ariel's float - no wardrobe malfunction. Maybe next time."

One can hope. And pray. And hope some more.

During the parade I counted three pagan gods: Poseidon, Dionysus, and Artemis.

I only noticed Dionysus - mainly because he was so out of place. Was he in Fantasia? Why does he have a whole float to himself in the one place at WDW that YOU CAN NOT DRINK??!?!?!?!?! it angered me greatly.

And poseidon- do you mean triton or was there a separate poseidon? What about neptune?

Push replied, "well actually it's a little known fact, but pirates actually prefer Q."

All in all, a great episode. Even if you didn't get to the tea yet!

 

[Grammyof2]

The Silly's are back in full force.

In order to quote the parts that cracked me up, or that I loved would require way to much time and thought

Let's just say this was one of the best yet!

Loved it

 

[Mr. Silly]

I have to admit to being very, very curious about the crummy pea.

Me too. If only time travel were possible, or I had a hypnotist handy who could bring back the memories of that moment clearly. Because I am at a complete loss.

THAT's the back-story of the century and the reason for the HUGE epidemic of the phrase Criminy Crackerswoggle taking over the DIS boards and the world!

Geez, Mr. Silly! I'd rather give birth unmedicated to a 12 pound baby Vulcan, than have that in my bladder! You poor thing!

I am equally disturbed by the Spectro specto-bobble-headed-freaky guys. I swear, they give me nightmares!

Criminy Crackerswoggle! It was quite un-fun having monstro rolling around in there.

Those spectro bobble-headed beasts are oh so very wrong.

istory of this phrase and too lazy to google it. Care to enlighten me?

It's cockney rhyming slang, which is an interesting linguistic phenomenon.

Can we just get to the gosh darned tea for criminy crackerswoggle's sake?

Patience young padawan. The tea will come, but only when it's time to have tea.

We want examples!!!

I'm afraid I did not write any of them down. Next time I go I will try to record some.

I will now go back in time and kick his *** for you! What a jerk! Poor mr. silly!

Instead of kicking his ***, you should just slowly walk through their photo, drop something and have some trouble picking it up, and then meet me standing there and say hi and we could chat about cockney rhyming slang, or whatever for a while. And when they report that they are trying to take a picture we could vacate quickly, but drop a few things and have to run back in to get them in the middle of a few other shots.

This is the cutest picture ever!

The best part is the massive amount of drool all over her chin. I used to fear her giving me kisses - we called her "slimer." When she was heavily slime-laden and H wasn't paying attention, I would navigate her around so that her mouth would land on H's nose and deliver a huge load of slime.

What did he say?

Doctor stuff.

I only noticed Dionysus - mainly because he was so out of place. Was he in Fantasia? Why does he have a whole float to himself in the one place at WDW that YOU CAN NOT DRINK??!?!?!?!?! it angered me greatly.

And poseidon- do you mean triton or was there a separate poseidon? What about neptune?

I think Dionysos was in the Fantasia bit. I think that they should have a whole Bacchus/Dionysos/Marsyas themed set of floats where they give out wine to the crowds. I would even look forward to that. And I usually don't look forward to anything in parades besides their ending.

And yeah, I meant Triton, I sometimes forget that Ariel's dad was the son of Poseidon. Triton really takes after his dad.

The Silly's are back in full force.

In order to quote the parts that cracked me up, or that I loved would require way to much time and thought

Let's just say this was one of the best yet!

Loved it

Thanks Grammy.

So the next one is in progress. I tried very hard to keep it uninteresting so that we can just plough through it and get to the next day. We've been trapped in the Magic Kingdom for a long time. That Extra Magic Hour really added on a lot.

 

[HaleyB]

Trip report time dilation effect. One day takes four sections and three months to report on. Our next big WDW trip is not until December, so it is fairly safe to assume we will try to keep this going until at least October, which is when, of course, we will need to get going on the pre-trip report

 

[Backstage_Gal]

Criminy Crackerswoggle!

OUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!

How the heck did I miss this update before? Poor Mr Silly!!!!!!

Loved the update, you and Haley are great! And that picture with Sophie is sooo sweet!

I for one appreciate this little diversion for a trip report, althought I am sure it was NO fun you!

Pardon Italics , I cant get rid of them!!!!!!!!!!!

 

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It's cockney rhyming slang, which is an interesting linguistic phenomenon.

My DH is enthralled with cockney rhyming slang! I had no idea that was the origin of "brass tacks". Once again, entertainment and learning tucked into one neat package. Well done, Mr. Silly.

 

[Mr. Silly]

Trip Report Segment 16 in which we get closure through filler and I make peace with Pooh.

This report segment is filler. We are just going to go over the last few things that we covered in the Magic Kingdom so that we can move, blessedly on to the next day. As in all things, it's not so simple as just saying things. There's a lot of other saying things about the vacation and its participants that has to be mixed with the saying things about what we did. I tried to be as terse and to the point as I could be, so if you are wondering why it seems choppy, clipped, and dull, that's why.

The problem for me with writing trip report sections is that looking back over previous sections a few of them had a few good lines in them that still elicit a slight (internal unvoiced) chuckle from me at times. But I am really the most dull individual on the Earth, so I am always concerned that whatever ideas I might have had in the past came from some well whose fount has dried and now there is but the taste of dry dust to be found, a taste that is the same everywhere, and which never refreshes. It's like that for everyone, isn't it? In this case this whole section is really just dry as dust filler, but we've learned to like that.

Separately, you might recall that at one point we had found Sophie's notebook and were citing from it and it was a joy to behold. It was one of the few places where you could rest assured that an honest assessment was being delivered without any additional layers of irony, sarcasm, or just general weirdness warping things. And as such I was attached to it. And then it was lost. And I searched for it. Just today I dredged around through transcriptions of "I'll See You In My Dreams," a stack of kid's books, bits of paper with various chords on them for the Guitar or Ukulele, and a copy of 'Understanding Ukulele Chords" (which we all should, think how much better the world would be if we had that understanding). There was no little notebook to be found. Worse there is an impostor that has a similar cover with stickers on it, but within you will find only a picture of a monorail, and a few little pictures and quick scrawls. No analysis offered by Sophie, she whose penetrating insight and sincerity always makes me stop in my tracks (which is part of why I am so slow to get anywhere when she's around). But no, we still haven't found it. I have searched for it many times now, only to ultimately call out in anguish, "Criminy Crackerswoggle!"

On a only loosely related note, I think that I have an idea for a business plan involving taking trips to Dis. that would also generate many swell report segments. You know how there's this new trend, "ecotourism," which focuses on visiting local cultures, going on wilderness adventures, volunteering, doing personal growth stuff, and learning new ways to live on the planet. Well, that does sound a bit cool, but I don't see a Disney angle there, and it's just not exactly my cup of tea. So I've come up with a new exciting idea - "egotourism." There's two sides to this. For those with large egos, we can take them to places in Disney World where they will be recognized as important and their egos will have recognition, wonder, and general niceties slathered on them so that they will come away from their vacation thinking that they really are an important person.

For those with less expansive egos, but who would like to encounter people with large egos, we thus have the alternate tours where we have a group of hangers on who get to be with and watch a person with a huge ego go through Disney-World.

I think this egotourism thing could definitely catch on. It's a pity I have no initiative to work on it. As it turns out, the only thing I am really productive with is time wasting. But I am truly a master time waster. I sometimes impress myself with my ability to get so little accomplished over such great periods of time. If only I had a bit more ego about it I could be an attraction in Disney World for egotourists to behold.

And finally I have some rambling to do as a result of marketing feedback. You might recall that several time I maligned Winnie the Pooh. Even as I did it I winced a little. Marketing sent me an angry email entitled "Don't harsh the Pooh." The thing is I really liked Kenneth Grahame's The Wind in the Willows a lot. It's an amazingly wonderful book and it's sad that Disney never was able to give it a proper treatment (though the shorts are good). But as per marketing's request I have to retract any hostile thing I might have said about Pooh. And even were they not involved I'd still retract it. You see, I am actually very fond of Pooh as the character in the A. E. Milne books and shorts by Disney. And I'm awfully fond of Shepard's artwork. In fact when I was in college there were a few people who called me Pooh bear because of the fact that I sort of embodied some traits of the bear, and while I never got any tattoo, I determined that if I were forced to get a tattoo I would get one of the Shepard illustrations of Pooh and Piglet wandering off holding hands. I never liked tattoos, and figured this would also be a permanent mark against ever meeting a female, so happily I never did get one, nor will I ever. Whatever I am, I am not a doodlepad.

Another reason is that I am a Classicist, and what Classicist could not admire a book translated into Latin:
http://www.amazon.com/Winnie-Ille-Pu-Milne/dp/014015339X

'Ior mi,' dixit sollemniter, 'egomet, Winnie ille Pu, caudam tuam reperiam.'

'Eeyore,' he said solemnly, 'I, Winnie-the-Pooh, will find your tail for you.'

For that reason alone I vow to retract all hostilities and create a nonaggression pact with Pooh. Well, maybe not a pact, but some kind of nonaggression thingie where I will try not to eviscerate the bear just because his ride happened to crush and destroy one of my favorite rides from childhood. A bear who bears responsibility for usurping the great legacy of a brilliant book now largely forgotten by Disney in its current incarnation. A bear who snuffed the legacy of a brilliant submarine ride which was a nod by Disney to Jules Verne. So in a way that very simple bear managed to stifle two rides based on great works of literature, and have to show for it a very simple ride and a playground that is, while fairly nice, nothing worth dedicating many words to. But I'm not bitter. Because I actually like Pooh, even if I am maybe a little bitter about the path of ruinous destruction his legacy has caused.

Sorry, but I feel the need to blather on here about Pooh some more. Another reason that I like the Winnie the Pooh books is because of the message they contain - they are a study in archetypes. While I don't think Jung ever wrote on Pooh, it's a pity, since if he had, I'm sure he'd have had many wonderful things to say. There actually was a book I read long ago that had a bunch of spoof papers of various psychological interpretations of Pooh, and the Jungian one that characterized Roo as Extraverted Sensation Type. But anyway, the nice thing about the stories is that the characters which are the most sympathetic are those who are sincere. Pooh never puts on any airs whatever, but just is who is, and is fine with that. And he's always kind to others. I think that as far as heroes go, he's got a lot going for him. So really one can go into the new Pooh section and rather than being sad at the loss of the submarines and the loss of Mr. Toad's wild ride (oh Walt, if only we had you a little longer I bet that you would have been able to work on more of the Wind in the Willows), and instead try to be a bit more kind and a bit more sincere.

Um, well now I must stop, for marketing is now scowling, tapping their foot, and saying that this is not at all what they had in mind.

Marketing thought maybe I could do something about all this, but they were sorely disappointed when I mentioned that we had just bought a copy of the "Tao of Pooh" and maybe it would be interesting to discuss "the Way" here.

"Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind, "Pooh!," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw. "I just wanted to be sure of you."

On a separate note, I was just writing about why I like Winnie the Pooh, and forgive him for the ruin of Mr. Toad's Wild Ride. Once again a massive zoom out of self-reflective awareness has caused me a bit of worry. What am I doing? Why am I pondering Pooh? Criminy Crackerswoggle? Etc.?

So you might wonder why I haven't actually mentioned the trip I am currently reporting on so far. The truth is that I wanted to write the trip report, but my notebook is not near. So I have to sort of fake it for a while until I get my notebook.

/me gets notebook

So I thought that we pretty much finished off the last day in our last segment and we are to be starting a new one. Since I have no recall whatever, I can't really say what the next day will be like yet, so I look forward to getting my notebook.

Now that I have it I am surprised. It seemed like our MK day was almost up, but no, no it isn't. It's still dragging on. And on.

As it turns out, we went on Big Thunder twice. This is Sophie's favorite ride so we did it many times on this trip. Over and over... Sophia and I then did the carpet ride and I got spit on by a camel. The notebook says, "Mrs. Silly argued with Mr. Silly about hush mint to broke." I said right at the beginning that H. should be taking notes since her writing is better. We cleverly tricked H. to go to the area where the camel spits on the ground and H. got spat upon much to the delight of Max and Sophie. When all else fails, camel spit is a sure comedy gold mine. The trick is to point to the jewels and treasures embedded in the ground.

My handwriting might be a little better. Which is not really hard to say. If you taped a pen to my dog's paw, he would have better hand writing than Mr. Silly.
I also got spit on by the stone carving thing. "He honey come look at this. Look really closely. No closer. Wait for a second, you'll see." I am sure the real dialog was more cleaver and less mundane than that. Mr. Silly, Max, and Sophia were trying to get me into the path of the spiting water. I was totally unsuspecting. heh.
We then headed over to that exciting and hair raising adventure known as the Jungle Cruise. We hoped to see the famous back side of water.

We then went on the Jungle Cruise. This is a ride that we have a long and complex relationship with. We know the jokes in and out, but are not the outgoing types who would draw attention to ourselves by throwing them out there. The ride is kind of like an old friend where you know all the jokes they are going to say, but you both laugh anyway. We boarded and waited. I recorded a few things that were said as we boarded, "We just need to get a few more people here, and then we'll get under water..." "Get on board folks...although I'm your worst nightmare. A woman with a loaded gun..." The cruise was pretty standard as far as I can tell, I had put my notebook down once we left the pier, but if there was anything especially good or bad I'm sure I would have recorded it. I did note that during the cruise a number of rather questionable hidden Mickeys were discovered. Perhaps more than a few found by me.

We also know all the "other" jokes. The ones they don't say while guests are around. TFI, They have different jokes in California. Also none of our skippers have used the best hippo joke for awhile. With the gun. And warning that as long as we don't make any sudden loud sounds... never mind. I think you have to be there.

I've met a few people who were captains in the ride who told me various secret jokes that are shared between cast members, but never told on the ride. The Trader Sam one is best kept secret (Trader Sam was renamed Chief Namee in WDW).

At this point Extra Manic Hour had begun. We jammed on down to Pirates. Or maybe we boogied on down to Pirates. Whatever the case, we did not boogie-jam on down. We were in "Extra Magic Hour" time now. The differences here between Anaheim and Orlando are great, and I will not make my arguments for why Anaheim OWNs here because I want to save that for later. And also I am a broken record on that front. More questionable hidden Mickeys were discovered in the line, Sophie was the chief discoverer in this case. While in general the Disneyland ride is better, I will reluctantly admit that the sword racks and a few other things were pretty cool. But the bayou in Disneyland is so brilliant it makes me want to cry. Sort of. We were delighted by Pirates as per always. I noted, "Dead men tell no tales." "Ha ha, but they do tell tales, so says I, Davey Jones." Not sure why, but since it's in the notebook I must be referring to it here. Even if I can't really read it. The projection onto the vapor wall was cool, and the addition of Jack Sparrow everywhere worked reasonably well. Now that I have seen all three movies I will probably wince a bit seeing these things, given the general plot deficiencies of #2 that grew into gargantuan plot deficiencies in #3...

I had this to say after the ride: "Disney World Pirates is weaksauce suckage compared to Disneyland Pirates." Despite the fact that I have recognized this a number of times now, for whatever reason I enjoy repeating it. I went on in a (difficult to read) ramble from there that culminated in me commenting on the Japanese couple we were behind who had an excellent Engrish shirt, "School Band - Sweet Coutuse"

The wait for Pirates after EMH started was the longest wait of the day. We think Disney was trying to imply there is something magical about standing in lines. We didn't buy into it. So we left.

For what it's worth, I sometimes like lines, though only in DisneyLand. For instance I often hope that the Indiana Jones or Roger Rabbit ride would have a bit of a line.

We were leaving, there were triple buses at the stop, we got to the hotel and conked out quickly. I think it is pretty safe to say that the account of this day has finally ended after much struggle, so the next TR will have a later day that is a bit more interesting.

Actually I think this was when I went to the front desk to pick up a little something Java had left for us. Earlier in the day we had played phone tag, and I left a message on her phone that embodies my total ineptitude on telephones. I am a phone-phobe. I would much rather email you than speak on a phone, even though I can't spell worth a bean.

Anyhow, I went up to the desk and said I thought they had a package for me. From Javasteph. Yeppers. I used her DIS name and I got a pretty funny look from the girl at the desk. She must be new, I am sure it happens all the time. Really. I got my prize and then we went back to the room and fell asleep. Quickly. Disney sleep is good sleep. That is why we go, really. You know, because it is so restful.

 

[Mr. Silly]

My DH is enthralled with cockney rhyming slang! I had no idea that was the origin of "brass tacks". Once again, entertainment and learning tucked into one neat package. Well done, Mr. Silly.

Yeah rhyming slang is interesting, though also bizarre. Thieve's Cant is another British linguistic phenomenon. It was a secret language used by thieves, brigands, and apparently Romani (Gypsies).

 

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'Ior mi,' dixit sollemniter, 'egomet, Winnie ille Pu, caudam tuam reperiam.'

'Eeyore,' he said solemnly, 'I, Winnie-the-Pooh, will find your tail for you.'

I love this! I have the Tao of Pooh and the Te of Piglet, too. I am particularly fond of the original Pooh book, and started reading it to my boys just recently. They are finding it silly.

I too, miss Mr. Toad. I still looked to find the illustration of Mr. Toad giving over the deed when I rode it last week, but never found it. Ah, well.

And, I LOVE the line at Indiana Jones at DL. I was there when it had just opened, and they handed out the little cards with the hieroglyphics translations. The line was long, but I was entertained.

More fun to be had, I'm sure! I hope that you locate your notebook (and Sophie's, too) so that we can find out where you went next.

 

[Mr. Silly]

I love this! I have the Tao of Pooh and the Te of Piglet, too. I am particularly fond of the original Pooh book, and started reading it to my boys just recently. They are finding it silly.

Yeah I had a copy long ago, found one in a used book store for about $1 a few weeks ago and reread it.

I too, miss Mr. Toad. I still looked to find the illustration of Mr. Toad giving over the deed when I rode it last week, but never found it. Ah, well.

I think I did spot it once, though I might be mis-remembering. There's a little statuette of him in the Haunted Mansion grave yard that I have spotted a number of times.

And, I LOVE the line at Indiana Jones at DL. I was there when it had just opened, and they handed out the little cards with the hieroglyphics translations. The line was long, but I was entertained.

Yeah I got one of those cards too, though mine is long lost. It had an ad for AT&T or something on it. It is still not too hard to sort out the writing since many of the letters are shaped similarly to roman characters, and once you figure out a bit you can figure out more based on context. I just checked and look, you can get one on eBay:

http://cgi.ebay.com/Disneyland-Indi...22215087QQihZ011QQcategoryZ1380QQcmdZViewItem

Here's an image of one on Wikipedia, I need to remember to print that out for the next time we go to DL:

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Image:IndianaJonesDecoder_wb.jpg

I am a big fan of Indian art, so I like the various pieces they have spread along. Also a lot of the props in the line are from the movies, and there are a lot of subtle things which is why I actually like walking the line. Also the many little jokes are great, like when you get to the rope in the pit give it a yank and the voice says, "Careful while I translate this... Let's see, um, 'twenty years of,' er, 'sorrow to the,' hmm, 'destroyer of this vessel!'" followed by a crash.

 

[HaleyB]

Special bonus feature!!!

Disneydork quiz of the day.

How many different messages can you hear by pulling on the rope marked "Do Not Pull" in the IJ queue?

 

[UtahMama]

There's a Do-Not-Pull rope in the IJ queue? Really? I'll guess 5 messages. DisneyDork answer:
If you pull the rope, which is very tight, an excavator yells at you, "Hey what's going on up there?" Pull it a second time and he says something much the same. The third time the rope suddenly becomes quite loose and you can here the excavator fall, "AHHHH!!!" Then, you hear him climb up the rope again and the whole thing starts over.

Here are the quotes: "Leave off the rope old chap, be a good fellow. I have a frightfully valuable artifact down here. Oh no ((crash.))I HAD a terribly valuable artifact down here.", "I say leave off the rope old chap, be a jolly good sport. I say! Uh oh... oh no... blimey [fall, thud]", "I say quit mucking about up there. Oh blast! Not again ((fall, crash)).", "Blast it all, you don't want to pull the rope. ((crash)) oh dear.", and "Careful while I translate this... Let's see, um, 'twenty years of,' ah, 'sorrow to the,' ah, 'destroyer of this vessel!' " ((crash.))"

I really love Mr. Toads/Wind and the Willows so I savor it in Disneyland. DL's version of POC is exteriorly better as well as the whole Bayou vibe. But WDW's Jungle Cruise is better (with the exception of the new-ish piranah's feature in DL). I want to skipper a JC vessel from start to finish at least once before I die.

Pleeeeease find the notebook! Or make stuff up, we'll never know.

 

[eternaldisneyfan]

I love your wit (often sardonic). In my trip report you can read how I broke Winnie the Pooh or as the CM said, "Pooh spilled honey on the tracks and we are cleaning it up."

I enjoyed AP Psychology in high school. Though I found myself analyzing people and behaviors...I am ENFJ personality, BTW.

Anyway, keep writing and I'll keep reading


--Christamae

 

[HaleyB]

There's a Do-Not-Pull rope in the IJ queue? Really? I'll guess 5 messages. DisneyDork answer:
If you pull the rope, which is very tight, an excavator yells at you, "Hey what's going on up there?" Pull it a second time and he says something much the same. The third time the rope suddenly becomes quite loose and you can here the excavator fall, "AHHHH!!!" Then, you hear him climb up the rope again and the whole thing starts over.

Here are the quotes: "Leave off the rope old chap, be a good fellow. I have a frightfully valuable artifact down here. Oh no ((crash.))I HAD a terribly valuable artifact down here.", "I say leave off the rope old chap, be a jolly good sport. I say! Uh oh... oh no... blimey [fall, thud]", "I say quit mucking about up there. Oh blast! Not again ((fall, crash)).", "Blast it all, you don't want to pull the rope. ((crash)) oh dear.", and "Careful while I translate this... Let's see, um, 'twenty years of,' ah, 'sorrow to the,' ah, 'destroyer of this vessel!' " ((crash.))"

I really love Mr. Toads/Wind and the Willows so I savor it in Disneyland. DL's version of POC is exteriorly better as well as the whole Bayou vibe. But WDW's Jungle Cruise is better (with the exception of the new-ish piranah's feature in DL). I want to skipper a JC vessel from start to finish at least once before I die.

Pleeeeease find the notebook! Or make stuff up, we'll never know.

Bingo! Utah wins, I knew she would

 

[celerystalker]

Thanks so much for the engrish.com link! I'd forgotten all about that site - I've been giggling for a good 20 minutes now. Woo!