One of the luxuries of having a friend who works at Disneyland is that sometimes you get invited to the park's special holiday celebration exclusively for employees and their friends and family. Yup, boorish Midwesterners (and no-adjective-necessary Romanians) get kicked out of park at 6PM to make way for Brent and me. Here, then, are some conversations I had with Brent on Monday.
On Thunder Mountain
BRENT: Ha ha ha ha ha!
GIRL IN FRONT OF PRINCE: (Turns around to glare at Prince.)
PRINCE (in her face): Aaaaahhhhh!
After Thunder Mountain:
BRENT: That girl didn't like you.
PRINCE: WhatEVER.... I don't remember Thunder Mountain ever being that scary or being that long.
BRENT: They say it's scarier at night.
PRINCE: That was the best Thunder Mountain ever! (Thinking about the glaring girl.) Aaaaahhhhh!
After It's a Small World
PRINCE: That was like a drug-induced nightmare.
BRENT: I bet you wanted to be on drugs while riding that.
PRINCE: I didn't have to. You know how people on diets have "meal replacements?" That ride was like a drug replacement.
Before the Indiana Jones Ride
PRINCE: I've never been on this ride before. I'm excited.
BRENT: Yes, you have. We went last time.
PRINCE: No, we didn't. I don't recognize any of this.
BRENT: Yes, we did! Remember the Jeep?
BRENT: Remember the boulder?
After the Indiana Jones Ride:
PRINCE: Okay, so I have been on that ride before.
PRINCE: And I know why I didn't remember it.
PRINCE: Because it sucks!
At the Cafe Before Leaving the Park:
PRINCE: I wish I were hungry because I would get a croissant. Why are croissants so good? Why do sandwiches taste better when they're on croissants?
CLERK: What can I get for you?
BRENT: I'll have a—
PRINCE: A croissant!
PRINCE: Nom nom nom nom.