Kick it Old School!

What up home skillet? We are going to throw it back, way back! I'm going to give you the 411 on how big a bomb the parks are. Disneyland is all that and a bag of chips! So take a chill pill and enjoy all these old pics.




The Disney worker lookin fly with the headband while dapping up the young, young kids!


Check out these cool cats sitting in the bright green ride. Hasta la vista, baby!



Brandon does not look excited to be riding the 'Cups! In his best impression of Bart Simpson: "Eat my shorts."


Okay, enough of the tight 90s slang. Here are a few more pictures:




The long story:

Blue Milk Blues

After the thrilling ride on Big Thunder Mountain, the group finally made their way to Star Wars: Galaxy’s Edge. The towering spires of Batuu greeted them as they entered, and the families were immediately swept up in the immersive world of Star Wars.

"Alright, guys," Steve said, clapping his hands. "Before we conquer the Millennium Falcon, who’s up for trying the famous Blue Milk?"

The kids’ eyes lit up, and they quickly headed over to the Blue Milk stand, eager to taste the iconic drink.

One by one, they each took a sip, and the reactions were... less than magical.

Blue Milk Disappointment

"This… tastes like grass-flavored yogurt," Brandon said, making a face as he handed his cup back to Scot.

"Yeah, but with a hint of dish soap," Zac added, sticking out his tongue in disgust.

"I thought it was supposed to be sweet!" Kevin exclaimed, examining his cup as if it had betrayed him.

Gage took a cautious sip, grimaced, and declared, "Well, it’s not milk. That’s for sure."

Lissa, always willing to try new things, bravely took a big gulp and then immediately regretted it. "Why does it taste like it’s trying too hard to be futuristic?" she asked, trying to force a smile.

"That’s a no from me," Mandy said, handing her cup back to Steve, who was also grimacing after his own taste test. "It’s like drinking a smoothie, but the blender didn’t know what it was supposed to do."

Even Julene, the optimistic one, struggled to find something positive to say. "Well, at least it’s blue?" she offered with a weak smile.

"Is it blue?" Scot asked. "Or does it just taste blue?"

"We’ll never know," Jeff said, shaking his head. "Let’s chalk this one up to ‘experience’ and move on."






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