I'm an original character, like Rickie Rouse or Monald Muck!
Ladies and gentlemen, I give you… Chinese Disneyland. Built without authorization. In secret. By the government.
You gotta hand it to them… bootlegging an entire amusement park is pretty impressive. I wonder if there are foreign spies prowling the shadows of Anaheim at this very moment, stealing our amusement secrets. China is a big place; for all we know they could have a whole… Minnesota in there (that's a fun place, right?).
I like how everything is vaguely creepy, too. Like this 'Snow White,' who has a residence 'neath her nethers for your convenience. And that 'Mickey"… with those eyes… those dead eyes… staring past you into the void. But not 'Donald'! No, 'Donald' sees you… he sees your soul. You can't hide from him. He's waiting. Waiting for you to sleep…
Yes, Virginia, there is a Satan. He exists as certainly as pain and horror and darkness exists, and also he is a duck wearing a sailor suit who lives in China.
Addendum: Oh, and it turns out that Mickey Mouse has joined the terrorists. I knew it all along.
You gotta hand it to them… bootlegging an entire amusement park is pretty impressive. I wonder if there are foreign spies prowling the shadows of Anaheim at this very moment, stealing our amusement secrets. China is a big place; for all we know they could have a whole… Minnesota in there (that's a fun place, right?).
I like how everything is vaguely creepy, too. Like this 'Snow White,' who has a residence 'neath her nethers for your convenience. And that 'Mickey"… with those eyes… those dead eyes… staring past you into the void. But not 'Donald'! No, 'Donald' sees you… he sees your soul. You can't hide from him. He's waiting. Waiting for you to sleep…
Yes, Virginia, there is a Satan. He exists as certainly as pain and horror and darkness exists, and also he is a duck wearing a sailor suit who lives in China.
Addendum: Oh, and it turns out that Mickey Mouse has joined the terrorists. I knew it all along.