Disney Scratch and Natural Gas
Pull the cord and let the whole ball of fun sink into the floridian sea, tourists will gulp and gasp and choke while they laugh their way to a mushy grave, full five fathoms they lay. It’s goth day at Disney and the nerds have come out to prey. I spy a lovely cherub girl gorded out in a black satine, screaming at her ghoulish mother, something about too many candy bars.
Let’s ride the dumbos, I love riding the dumbos, I absolutely love sitting in a bucket crap scraped out of the back of an elephant.
Let’s see the small world, and all the small people smilling as they keep foreigners in their places, tactifully and artfully maintaining the stereotype. Look at those goths there beating on a robot hula girl, no fair at all, the robots never fight back.
Magic Kingdom is falling down, it’s my favorite dreamscape to visit. Especially on goth day.
Find people now with orthorexia nervosa and visit the land of the damned all pastelled for your toddler’s pleasure.