I totally got into a fight at Legoland.
Wait, let me word that in a more mature fashion: I entered into an altercation at Legoland.
I’ve always been one to champion the underdog.
I’ll have to write about this later. Right after I pick the curly straws out of my butt.
Today: Sea World.
Tomorrow: Drug-induced coma.
No. Tomorrow: Explanation about Legoland, then drug-induced coma. Please?
Better get the straws out of your butt before Sea World: they don’t allow straws on park premises.
LEGOLAND!!!!!!!!!!!!
Cannot wait to hear details.
Dude~
I’m sitting by my screen waiting for the story.
And next time you go to Legoland, call me. I have an annual pass, so I can back you up and not even have to buy a ticket.
. . . still waiting for the story.
. . . still waiting.
WHERE is the Legoland story? We’re dying over here! I canNOT wait to read it. And annoy the heck out of my husband by reading it to him while he tries to watch japanese obstacle course shows. :)
Le-go LAND.
Le-go LAND.
Le-go LAND.
we loved legoland. never had the opportunity to get into a fight, though, LOL!