UGGHH this is the second time I’m writing this up because I suck.
ANYWAY hi I’m back. There was way too much hilarity at Disney. Because my parents are kind of lame, we didn’t go to Magic Kingdom or Busch Gardens so none of that fun and no Jack Sparrow-related goodness. 8C I tried to perform all the tasks I was given but it was hard that’swhatshesaid so eeuughhnnn I DID MY BEST.
HERE WE GO.
Day 1:
We stayed in a creepy shady motel before flying to FL. Scored a room next to Santa.
Day 2:
Nothing much to do except trounce around Florida today. Most time was spent in this random kitschy place off the highway full of ancient carousal rides and hippy shops.
BAD ASS COFFEE is what that says. I wanted to go.
I don’t even.
Jack Daniel’s boxorz please. WHY COULDN’T I BUY THESE, MOM.
FOR U SARIE.
FOR U DANNII god this was creepy.
Only the best moment of my life ever, no big deal.
CARS CARS CARS there were sexy cars everywhere. Do want. Also when we got our rental car it was parked next to a black Camaro and I was like "FFFFFDHDHDHD" and instead we crawl into the dinky little Malibu next to it while I cried. This couple we knew who went also rented a Charger.
