golden ticket
2004-05-27, 10:48 p.m.



Oh my friggin gawrsh!

Magic Mountain was so off the hook, so beyond.

There was hardly anyone there for the VIP party (at least compared to what it's like when it's open to the public.), so the lines were nonexistent.

Everything was free -- parking, admission and even food! They had an actual fountain of chocolate, where you would hold your pretzel or strawberry underneath flowing, cascading warm chocolate. Funnel cakes with strawberries and more chocolate! Pizza! Big cones of delicious ice cream! And everyone was being so nice -- we were about to leave empty handed and they insisted we go in and get our free waffle cone of scrumdiddly ice cream. Mmmmm, black cherry vanilla for me. I was hoping Gene Wilder would pop out and sing "Pure Imagination" just to top it all off.

X is the most brutal rolliecoaster ever. They should rename it the Devastator, like in Mr. Show. Holy smokes!

Pinch me already, this is some kind of decadent American nightmare.



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