(back to florida recap) Day 3 part 2-disney

We're finally here. It was bad enough I had to sit in the car wanting to kill myself. So we park the car, and I get out, now I can't even stand up straight cause my ass is completely numb. The weather was scorching. It must of been at most 95-98 degrees. Caitlin and I put on this crazy amount of neutrogena sunblock before we headed to the bus stop that takes us to the monorail then to the park.

As we're waiting for the bus I look and I can't even imagine the amount of people that are here. This shit reminds of home. Between 69th and 74th street on Roosevelt, you know where juan's brothers, cousins, and friends all chill with their cups of coffee and deli style sandwiches waiting for the beaner van to roll up then start goin crazy trying to get in like there's a million dollars hidden inside the van to take just a few, not all of em, a few back to their destination. While the other ones angrily scream COÑO MENG, ORALE WAY YO ESTABA AQUI DESDE AYER WAY, NO ME HAGA ESO POR FAVOR, YO PINTO MEJOR QUEL OTRO.

The bus finally comes and everybody goes bananas to climb on this thing like there isn't another one coming like seriously cmon now niggas calm down. When we get to the park first thing I wanted to do was strip. There was not one fucking shade in sight. My pits were soaked and fuckin kickin' but not so bad where you can smell em without lifting up your arms. I bet a lot of you know wat I'm talking about. My shirt is drenched and sticken to my back. My ass is mad sweaty and I have this massive wedgy all up in my crack and I can't even pick it cause of all these people. And I know they don't know I have one cause sometimes depending what you have on you can tell. It's like you see someone with this nasty ass wedgy in front of you and in your head your like wow you really need to pick that shit pronto...cmon now motivate, MOTIVATE. So I'm scouting to see who's looking in my direction when I see that no one is and so I go in for the pick. But think about it, there's always that one person that catches you. Now like I told you I had a massive fuckin wedgy so it's not like its one easy pick and your good to go, no, I really had to dig into this bitch and like yank it out. So I did and what a relief. As I look around to see if anyone caught me taking the fuckin leach that was eating my culito, I spotted this guy that was looking at me with disgust. You know when someone is staring at you then when you look at em they just suddenly look in another direction, well that's wat this guy did. Like c’mon bro I just caught you lookin where you goin where you goin. And it's not like we were somewhere else where I didn't have to worry about seeing him again, no we were in fuckin Disney. I saw this guy everywhere I went. It came to a point where I was given this guy a waddup every time I saw him.

So now caitlin decides to start it off with a water ride cool us down cause she was also sweatin buckets. Her back was sweaty, her forehead glistening in the sun, and her little mustache that was empapado de sudor. Well it was a good idea about starting off with a water ride but this line was maaad fuckin long. I think we waited for about an hour. Every time we moved up it was like a foot every 5 minutes. So we get on the ride. It's turning here, turning there, now we're goin up the ramp to make a drop and people are screaming. I'm like wat the hell are you screaming for, shit ain't even doin nothing yet. So this one lady towards the back screams OMG!!! I'M GONNA DIE!!! As we're dropping, in my head I'm like OMG!!! I HOPE THE BAR THATS NOT EVEN REALLY SECURE BREAKS AND YOU FALL IN THE WATER!!!! It's like Mireya screaming in one of those rides HAY!!!! HAHA!!!!! ME VOY A MORIR!!!!!!! HAYYY JUNIOR AGARRAME LA MANO!!!

so caitlin and i are nice and cool. we decide to smoke a stogey but the only problem is we cant just smoke any where we want. we had to look for the smokers area. so we look in the map and theres these blue squares scattered around the whole park. so when we find one we get in the blue line and now we're in the box, the "smokers area", fuckin disney has to isolate us like we're carrying a disease. we're smoking away and as im finishing my soda walking towards the garbage there’s this little boy that’s in front it picking his nose. now this little fucker is like all up in his shit. like he's trying to pick his brains. so i didnt want to get near him incase he tried to sneak it on me so i let him finish but what i didnt think was that he was gonna put it on the garbage pale. these arent the ones that are wide open from the top. you have to slide the door in and and dump your shit. so this little son of bitch with the fuckin booger had to put it on the door. and this was a loooong sucker im talkin like there was no way around it for me to dump the bottle. so im fuckin staring at this nasty ass green booger that slimed his way in my direction and i said fuck it i aint touchin that. the next garbage pale was like another mile away i might as well just wait hopefully the little shit doesn't end up over there pickin the other side of his nose.