Don't get too excited. I only took a handful of photos. It was really effing hot and I didn't have the energy to wrestle my phone out of my purse every five seconds. (Special shout out to Deuce for peeing on my park purse. Didn't discover that he had "expressed" his dospleasure in being left until we were in the Magic Kindgom boiling ourselves. That smelled terrific, Deuce. You little bastard.)
So here are our piss-soaked memories.
They've given the Haunted Mansion a facelift. Am pretty sure this is one of my distant relatives.
The man. The myth. The Aggie.
Andy Griffith at Hollywood Studios. For Madge.
Even the Benihana was all about the Mouse.
Nice. My bra straps are totally showing. Guess I was just trying to keep up with all the trailor park and Euro trash.
Did you know Disney now scans your finger print to ID you? Creepuh!
Well that is literally every picture I took. Sorry, mama.
1 comments:
I love the pictures! H.
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