My brother's family went and my six year old niece told them that for a picture with a person dressed as a cartoon character was too much money. They all swore they'd never go again, because it pretty much 100% sucked.

My parents went to Disneyland but they left us kids at home with grandma.

At the time I was not old enough to appreciate what a dick move that actually was.

Yeah, I'm sure resisting Disney's omnipresent corporate reach was his sole motivation.

I say "Smart kid", and I don't care which corporation operates the amusement park. Maybe he's just avoiding the "thrill" of the tedium of waiting half-an-hour or more in line just for a couple of minutes that will induce nausea. I will grant that I've never been to a Disney-branded park and, as such, never experienced lines as long as the ones you get for Space Mountain or whatnot, but, still, if I'm being honest about my childhood experiences, I never really enjoyed amusement park rides, they all gave me vertigo headaches.

I remember, as a kid, being excited about carnivals and amusement parks for a little while, until it sunk in that they aren't really that much fun. Towards the end of summer when the days just drag on and you're grateful for any diversion to consume a block of time, sure, they serve a purpose. But even in the just-before-videogames age we generally had better options; we weren't the rape-happy farmers of "The Fantasticks".

Jesus Christ, you guys must be a blast at parties.

What the fuck...