Orlando. The week of fun.

Theme parks force feeding fun down your throat like a Strasbourg

goose, ’til you’re choking on it. That is the one thing I...

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How can that not be fun? An entire industry dedicated to the concept that there can never

be too much fun. An amusement park. Not joy, they’re not joy parks or ecstasy parks or

enlightenment parks... amusement. They amuse. ... They should have a ​be​musement park - you

don’t actually go on any rides, they’d just have like an interesting-to-look at roller coaster. You

just stare at it and go: ​hmm.​

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Right?

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Harry Potter world! Best example - that was the best part of the whole week, the whole

Orlando slam-fest, every goddamn park in seven days surfeit of fun. Harry Potter world. Good

roller coaster? It’s the same damn one they’ve had for years. The new ride? Okay, nothing to

write - It’s Hogwarts! Up on the hill, and the dragon skeleton hanging from the - that was the

best part. Who cares about the ride at the end, it’s walking around and seeing all those...

amusements. It’s the anticipation. We could go to Orlando. Screw the train up to Scotland, you

take a couple extra days, we pack our things, find your passport and we use it. Back to the States.

Orlando. Get some sun, look at a real castle, not the Scottish... sad stone lumps. You know what

I mean - a castle with a ride in it. Fiberglass and dragons and a decent mai-tai. Somewhere it’s

sunny. ​(beat)

This place is so drab.