I love Disneyland and I’m not afraid to admit it. It doesn’t make me any less masculine to enjoy myself at The Happiest Place on Earth. I grew up in Anaheim, CA (aka the city that Walt built). Before Walt Disney decided to put his theme park here, Anaheim was not much more than a sleepy suburb of Los Angeles that consisted mostly of sprawling stretches of orange groves. About once every year or two, my parents would surprise my sister and me with a trip to Disneyland. At the time, I was sure that the drive to get there took 2-3 hours. In reality, we lived three freeway exits away and the 5 mile journey took all of 15 minutes. I have great memories from there. In particular, I remember riding the Flight to Mars ride with my dad. I actually thought that the ride launched on a real trip into outer space and I was always trying to watch for the rocket launches when we were wandering around the park. I was also convinced that we really shrunk during the Adventure Thru Inner Space ride. Both rides are long gone from the park, but I’ll always have them in my head and on youtube if I’m really desperate to relive the memories.
It was around 1996 that I first bought an annual pass to Disneyland. It allowed me the freedom to go to the park, stay for a few hours, and then leave once the crowds and screaming children started annoying me. I’ve always thought that Disney should have one night a year when the park closes early and then reopens to adults only from 8pm-2am. Children are cool, but only in small doses. I don’t have kids and never will.
My slave and I had our first date at Disneyland and 4 1/2 years later, I proposed to her there. Do I hear a collective “Awwwwww”? I did it at night right in front of Sleeping Beauty’s castle. I was even prepared for the nighttime proposal by having a ring box with an LED light inside. We both have annual passes and we go pretty often. If she could have her way, we’d go to Disneyland 4 times a week. The place evokes a great amount of nostalgia for me and it’s great to continue making good memories there.
Summer at Disneyland is just ok. It’s crowded and hot, but the recent trend of hot girls wearing extremely short shorts is a bonus. Here’s a tip for you parents: If you’re cool with letting your daughter out of the house in shorts that display her labia and ass checks, then you’d better be cool with a pervert like me looking at it. My absolute favorite times to go to the park are during Halloween time and Christmas. They do a spectacular job of dressing the park and they have food and fireworks that are special for the seasons. Seriously, what guy doesn’t like giant fucking explosions in the sky? Tonight we’re going to head to the park for “Unleash the Villains”. In honor of Friday the 13th, the park will stay open an hour later and there will be special goings on around New Orleans Square. We’re meeting both vanilla and kinky friends for some more memory making…and short shorts perving if I’m lucky.