This routine repeated itself six or seven times . . . or was it eleven or twelve times? I don't remember since I slept through most of that Small World nightmare. Karenna was laughing her ass off at Daddy's predicament of being trapped on the Small World ride but the attendant finally displayed some mercy by waking me on time after a long while so I could escape that ride. He must have figured that his job would be at risk if Future President Al Gore starved to death because he never could wake up in time to get off the Small World. You, PJ, are an evil man. You have summoned up terrors that you know not of. I may sue you for emotional distress.
I once was on a commercial shoot for D-land. I had to ride the Small World ride SEVENTEEN FRICKIN' TIMES in a ROW!!!
And people wonder why I don't believe in buying the World a Coke and teaching it to sing. Bomb the little singing children. Bomb them now, before it's too late.