even more of all of this.

we gave it another 'nother go,
and the results of the second chance are in:
disney still sucks balls, y'all,
but,
the animal kingdom is some seriously
super dope wildlife magic sh!t.
it's like a deluxe zoo,
with marginally ethnically accurate rides
and pretend cultural iconography.
and rhinos.
everybody knows rhinoceroses are what's up.
and they've got two dfferent kinds
of my most favorite nearsighted berserker battle-beasts
lurking along the safari tour of pretend africa.
i'll give it some propers, neighbors-
it was the best of the bunch thus far.
what's that?
what about hollywood studios?
stop it.
anything with an american idol ride
is clearly for giant american A*-holes.
i mean, yeah,
sure i love star wars,
just not enough to stand in line for two hours
behind a batch of b!tchbags who would've been
experiencing it with us.
c'mon.
it's never the actual thing that bites it, duders,
it's the other people who want to participate
that start the weak sauce flowing downhill.
it's pretty much like they always do it so wrong.
F*ing ruiners, y'know?
yeah.
we've got a few hours left tonight,
so i think we're closing out the evening
with a return to the happiest crap for fat dummies,
but at the nerd park this time.
yuuuuuuuuuup.
epcot fireworks for our faces.
the giant golf ball is calling us,
and we're listening, and answering.
this is they way it is.
marathons of fun,
iditarods of family togetherness,
century tours of realish life...
it's still happening,
with sore feet and suburns and empty wallets;
never quiet, never soft.....