That I feel physical pain and anxiety at the reality that I can't go to Disney 1 or 2 times a year. Now that I "figured" out how to go in October it is all I am thinking about.
That I almost cry when I think of how much me and my whole family LOVED the
"Puppet Parade" as we called it. Why oh why did they cancel that parade?
The music gives me goosebumps.
I hate the yelling bird in the Tiki room and so I refuse to go.
I really get mad and upset at people who are cranky and rude at WDW. What in the name of Mickey do you have to be upset about? My goodness.
That I almost cry when I think of how much me and my whole family LOVED the
"Puppet Parade" as we called it. Why oh why did they cancel that parade?
The music gives me goosebumps.
I hate the yelling bird in the Tiki room and so I refuse to go.
I really get mad and upset at people who are cranky and rude at WDW. What in the name of Mickey do you have to be upset about? My goodness.

Be you banished to the lands of Six Flags. Then again, maybe some pixie dust might remedy your twisted perception malady. 



Especially because kids can be pretty cranky by then if they've been dragged around all day by their parents 
Don't know if I can stand to read any more of these revelations about folks not liking what I love about Disney parks.


