The Trippie Who Hath No Name, or, the trippie that'll be completed when I get..

[kimmar067]

...okay....ya big baby...

 

[focusondisney]

 

[kimmar067]

.........'Time in a Bottle'....???

 

[usnuzuloose]

.........'Time in a Bottle'....???

Were waiting

 

[kwitcherkicken99]

More coasters please!

I can't go to US/IOA vicariously through your TR if I don't hear more about them! We're not planning to take the kids there until they are at least tweens!

 

[dislaney]

Just checking in to see if there are any new updates?!

didn't think so!

 

[snapppyd]

Nothing new yet??

 

[usnuzuloose]

Zip zilch nada!

 

[kimmar067]

Zip zilch nada!

...wow, didn't know you spoke three different languages!

 

[kwitcherkicken99]

...wow, didn't know you spoke three different languages!

 

[John's Mom]

 

[kimmar067]

...and?

 

[kwitcherkicken99]

Maybe this will entice you to stay at a computer???

 

[brookelizabeth]

I'm impressed! I was gone from your TR for about a month and came back to several updates! So no buggin' for a new one from me.

Fear Factor - I skipped the chatter, so this might have been asked, but did the contestants get anything for doing that?!?! They would have to AT THE VERY LEAST hand me some of those pixie-dust-ridden Flexpasses to do that sorta thing.

".....you have now found yourself in a situation of which you cannot be extricated.....let the FLOGGINGS begin!...." , to which we were to provide a collective "...ohhhhh, NO!" [of course, every subsequent 'Let the floggings begin' initiated an automatic 'ohhh, no' response.] from the entire rabble....that is, except for my DS, Dylan, who, a split-second later, screamed, rather haughtily, "Ohhhh, YESSSSS!". Needless to say, this precipitated a loud roar from the crowd. Not to be outdone, the Duloc-ian, or Duloc-ite, or whatever they're called, scanned the crowd in search of the infidel. Of course, everyone obliged her searching eyes by pointing at Dylan's head. For his insolance, he was instructed to go stand at the front of the room.....in the corner....facing the WALL!

.....she continued her schpiel, of course, all the while randomly throwing in her 'let the floggings begin!', which, in turn would be followed by our 'oh no's', only to be followed by Dylan's muffled 'oh YESSSS!' and, moments before the auditorium doors opened so that we could take our seats, she hurried to Dylan, thanking him for being a good sport and asked for the number in his party, to which he answered that there were five of us. She, in turn, gave him TEN 'FASTPASSES' (well, whatever the US/IoA equivalent of a WDW Fastpass is) - or two for each of us! Wow, so unexpected! W-T-G, snarky Dylan....and, hats off to you, you thankless-keeper-of-the-pilfered-pixie-dust....my money's still on Donkey...

HILARIOUS! And score on the 10 Flexpasses! Woot! The one time a sarcastic child is a benefit, eh?

 

[usnuzuloose]

I do no speaking language as well

 

[kimmar067]

Maybe this will entice you to stay at a computer???

 

[kimmar067]

...Fear Factor - I skipped the chatter, so this might have been asked, but did the contestants get anything for doing that?!?! They would have to AT THE VERY LEAST hand me some of those pixie-dust-ridden Flexpasses to do that sorta thing.

...ohhhh, they scored BIG TIME....the 'winning team' [ ] won a yellow plastic mug that said FEAR FACTOR LIVE on it...ooooooh, ahhhhh....

....HILARIOUS! And score on the 10 Flexpasses! Woot! The one time a sarcastic child is a benefit, eh?

...gotta love 'em...

 

[Pakey]

Hmmm. I stop by here once a year and I see nothing. Still nothing.

 

[kimmar067]

Hmmm. I stop by here once a year and I see nothing. Still nothing.

....take off the shades.

 

[GRUMPY PIRATE]

....take off the shades.

Shades???

you stuck in the 60's?

next thing you know, you will be asking kookie to lend you his comb!

Eh, GORDON TAGGO?