getting drafted by my local storybook warlord to participate in the next song and dance drills in preparation for an invasion of the DreamWorks colonies
getting drafted by my local storybook warlord to participate in the next song and dance drills in preparation for an invasion of the DreamWorks colonies
Becoming a cast member in whatever dystopian company town supports this shit and starting a Disney peasent revolt against the tourists and the owners
Stared into the abyss
Blacked out in the middle of traffic
The horrors of the universe were singing foul songs to me, and they were all Disney Intellectual properties