I was recently asked why I had only been to disney five times in my life prior to my 31st bday...it's been on my mind as to why for the past four hours so I guess I will tell yall...it's my blog so I can do it....
I was born with a fairly absent father and my mother isn't much of a mother...I learned early in life to be alone...we didn't do much when I was a kid as far as fun stuff was concerned I was left mainly to entertain myself...the few fun things I can remember all involve my now deceased Grandma Moore....That takes care of the first time I ever went to disney which I can't really remember because I was YOUNG...
Second time was in high school at epcot...fun school trip no parents involved...well at least as far as mine were concerned...we were poor and I worked to pay for the trip which made it that much moore enjoyable...
Third Time was with my now wife and inlaws...again Epcot but this time I learned that the Living Seas were no moore and now it was some goddamn Nemo bullshit....FUCK THAT....
Fourth Time was with my now wife and some friends that are no longer friends...again Epcot again fun....
Fifth Time was with wife her florida best friend and a psycho ginger who made the experience one that could best be described as FUCKING HORRIBLE...
So in conclusion...born poor black child...no fun...the fact that I prefer the company of very little people major factor
The End (for now)
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