So here we were, at MGM. My worst nightmare when it comes to rides. Two of the best and therefore in my mind worst rides in all of WDW. Tower of Terror and Rock 'n Roller Coaster.
Did I mention that I hate big rides? Scary rides. Don't like 'em. Actually I just don't ride 'em. Yet all morning Elisabeth kept saying oh, you'll get on Tower of Terror today. Today you're riding ToT. You'll do it. I know you will. I just look at her like she's crazy. WOMAN...I haven't been on that ride in 7 years and when I went on it then I said NEVER again. So what made her so confident I was going to ride it???? She said she just knew. Something about being perceptive or intutitive or some such nonsense. I'm not tellin' yet, y'all will have to read to hear how ToT ended up playing out but let me just say that Elisabeth is one tricky trollop.
SO Ron Stoppable fades into the distance to retrieve the FP's for Rock 'n Roller Coaster. Elisbeth first made a futile attempt to convince me I should get a FP and ride with them but she gave that mission up pretty quickly. That will never happen. Persuasive or not.
Let me tell you it was hotT. It was only like 9am and I could already tell it was going to be a long day (well, that paired with the fact that I knew I was stuck with 2 freaks for the day). Coveted FP's in hand we headed over to Tower of Terror which was....down. Oh DARN. Allow me to try to contain my excitement at that development!!!!

There were many occurances in this day that made it look like ToT was going to be a no go. Each time was just as exciting as the last! Oh well, too bad, no ToT, time to move on!
Even though I escaped the danger on ToT as it turned out there was still plenty of time for me to be berated on the Great Movie Ride. You just can't win with that woman. If it's not death by elevator it's humiliation d/t lack of movie knowledge.
You know what, you might think that given the fact that I got this woman a discount and free park passes and drove her around she would want to be nice to me or something. But NOOOOO. First she tried to get me involved with the ride operator who I'm pretty sure was gay and then I had to sit through that entire ride hearing "PJ!!!!!!" "This is entirely unacceptable!" "What is wrong with you?" "Did you grow up under a rock or something?"

Now that I've seen how she repays me for my hospitality I am looking for new volunteers to come visit me at Disney in the future. Applications will be accepted via PM.
Oko, nursebabe, you're up!