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"You don't do it like THAT you do it like

  • "You don't do it like THAT you do it like THIS!" I shouted, choking back the tears. Once again I carefully rearranged the teacups in a straight line. They were fucking my day up.
  • If the ride wasn't set up properly, a teacup would likely fling a kid like a flying saucer right through Epcot. And I would be to blame. "Harvey, give me a wrench, the motherboard
  • is spewing up binary code again. It's all over the floor." "We don't have time for that. Someone has to secure the teacup" Harvey shouted and ripped off his shirt heroically.
  • Everyone stared at the huge tat. It started below his waistband, then flowed over his torso and down his arms. A Donald Duck in mid-quack. "CONCENTRATE," yelled Harvey,"the teacup
  • ride is about to start!" But who cared about riding the spinning teacups when this shirtless, tattooed hunk of a Disney character was operating the ride. Harvey was just jealous of
  • Rush Limbaugh. Before Rush, Paul Harvey was a radio king. He ruled the airwaves. Their agent's idea to bury the hatchet by bringing them both to Disneyland was plain naive.
  • It started innocent enough though. Rush and Paul sat down in the lobby of a Disneyland Resort and Paul told Rush the story of J.D. Tobiath, a convicted rapist who got a job at an
  • Infamous place called Felon Frank's. The proprieter hired only felons who needed to start a better life after jail, as part of the bond agreement. Their leggings were permanent and
  • painted to match their pinstriped waiter uniforms. "Don't mess up again, and no-one need know that you're ex-cons, see?" Felon Frank told them. Inevitably, one of them would get
  • Cabrustiroscos especiales que se pasean calmados por las esquinclosas llanuras
Started
2013-01-19 17:37:20
Finished
2016-08-03 19:59:22

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