Oh, michygoomy! That is so funny, if only I had seen that door the one and only time I rode SM.
I had a slightly embarassing situation when I unexplainably developed an uncontrollable "potty mouth" (I normally don't use swear words, unless I really hurt myself or something) when riding BTM for the one and only time. I quit doing roller coasters of any kind when I was very young. I hate that feeling in my stomach. But my sis talked me into it, saying it doesn't go fast and it's just like the way I drive. Well, I knew I was in for it when a gentleman waiting in line motioned for me to turn my hat around backwards. My little nephew was sitting with my sister in the seat in front of me, and a friend was seated next to me (btw, the friend and I are now married, but at the time he was just along on the trip staying in the room next door as my best friend). It was during an e-night and I remember going up the hill and telling my sister "you know I hate heights!" then burying my face in my friends arm and saying the "F" work over and over until the ride ended, uncontrollably! BTMRR is the ride my nephew now refers to as "The ride that makes Aunt Lori cuss!" It was a shocking experience for us all.
Lori