Saturday, February 22, 2014

The Crappiest Place on Earth

Woah. In the early days, Disneyland looked like every other desolate, depressive, heat scorched, hellscape of a County Fair, except, perhaps, that the carnies' pants had more pleats, and fewer suspicious stains.


ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

He's hiding the suspicious stains in his pleats!

Chris Vosburg said...

My last visit to The Magic Kingdom was on my birthday in 1967. I was refused admission because I did not meet the Happiest Place On Earth's standards of dress.

I wore jeans with a hole in them at the knee, and worse, long hair.

As I often say, it was a time of great madness.

heydave said...

Wow. Feel the fun.

Keith said...

My only visit to the Magic Kingdom was in 1981. Had a medium format camera and was sent on assignment to grab publication-quality shots suitable for advertising. I was paid well but felt depressed for days afterward. Was, however, impressed with Disney's crowd control methods. Haven't returned.