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McDonald's Playland!! Wheee!!!
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the_fornicator
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worst thing that they could have EVER done was back in the day when they put those HUUUUGE (what seemed huge to a small kid) turny things -before they had playlands.
It was essentially a manually powered tea-cup thing that you can ride on at disney-land.
sooooooo many kids puked from that thing after stuffing themselves with happy meals.
I have no idea what mcdink's was thinking when they put those things in (you could make it go as FAAAAAAAAAAST as you wanted)
It was essentially a manually powered tea-cup thing that you can ride on at disney-land.
sooooooo many kids puked from that thing after stuffing themselves with happy meals.
I have no idea what mcdink's was thinking when they put those things in (you could make it go as FAAAAAAAAAAST as you wanted)
Originally posted by mingster
i'm bitter cause the playlands got so much better a few years after i was too old to play.
you are never too old to play. just latch onto a small child and you're good to go.
(p.s. it helps if you actually *know* said child, otherwise legal repercussions might ensue.)
i remember playing in the one at yonge & eg when i was little
there were a bunch of other kids playing
since i was a somewhat anti-social child, i buried myself under the balls and hid from them.
after a while i got bored and came up..only to see that all the other kids had left.
so i started playing again and went down the slide
when i hit something at the bottom, i realized that there was another little boy hiding under the balls too.
he was my best friend for about 15 minutes, but then i had to put my shoes on and go to lichtman's with my dad.
i also miss lichtmans bookstore : /
both those places are gone now.
..and thats my story
there were a bunch of other kids playing
since i was a somewhat anti-social child, i buried myself under the balls and hid from them.
after a while i got bored and came up..only to see that all the other kids had left.
so i started playing again and went down the slide
when i hit something at the bottom, i realized that there was another little boy hiding under the balls too.
he was my best friend for about 15 minutes, but then i had to put my shoes on and go to lichtman's with my dad.
i also miss lichtmans bookstore : /
both those places are gone now.
..and thats my story
Evil Dynovac
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During a drive to cottage country my friend Anderson and I stopped at a McDonald's for lunch. We watched with amusement as forty car-crazed children climbed in and out of a two story, top of line Playland, a veritable MIR space station of exploration for hyperactive kids.
I imagined myself as one of those tots, doggedly crawling my way deeper into the bowels of that geometric intestinal tract, wondering where it would lead and what there was to see.
I dreamed of finding the very nexus of that strange edifice, a dark and cozy place away from parents and the more timid children, where all the piping intersected in a plane far removed from space and time. That's when I saw The Imp, a dwarf-like gargoyle with pinioned wings and wicked eyes. It held out a bony finger on which sat a curved claw. It scraped a symbol into my forehead whilst I sat transfixed. The symbol gouged into my flesh healed instantly, the mark afixxed to my soul rather than my skin.
"Now go," it hissed with a malignant voice, old and dreary with the heavy eternities of Hell, and I crawled away until I reached the harsh light of the outside world, the incident a barest memory in the back of my mind...
I told this waking dream to my friend Anderson. As we both looked back up at the imposing apparatus with new respect our gaze lingered on the fans overhead, great pinwheels that circulated the air with a hypnotizing WOOMP-WOOMP-WOOMP-WOOMP.
Quickly we gobbled up our hamburgers and took our milkshakes to go. We needed clean air of the open road. Our brush with evil was imaginary but no less tangible. I will never look at a Playland the same way again.
I imagined myself as one of those tots, doggedly crawling my way deeper into the bowels of that geometric intestinal tract, wondering where it would lead and what there was to see.
I dreamed of finding the very nexus of that strange edifice, a dark and cozy place away from parents and the more timid children, where all the piping intersected in a plane far removed from space and time. That's when I saw The Imp, a dwarf-like gargoyle with pinioned wings and wicked eyes. It held out a bony finger on which sat a curved claw. It scraped a symbol into my forehead whilst I sat transfixed. The symbol gouged into my flesh healed instantly, the mark afixxed to my soul rather than my skin.
"Now go," it hissed with a malignant voice, old and dreary with the heavy eternities of Hell, and I crawled away until I reached the harsh light of the outside world, the incident a barest memory in the back of my mind...
I told this waking dream to my friend Anderson. As we both looked back up at the imposing apparatus with new respect our gaze lingered on the fans overhead, great pinwheels that circulated the air with a hypnotizing WOOMP-WOOMP-WOOMP-WOOMP.
Quickly we gobbled up our hamburgers and took our milkshakes to go. We needed clean air of the open road. Our brush with evil was imaginary but no less tangible. I will never look at a Playland the same way again.
Evil Dynovac
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Is buckwild sexual or were you just horsing around?
SlipperyPete
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I recall a birthday party when I was 10 or 11 at the McDonald’s on VicPark north of Lawrence. Stuffing our pockets full of napkins and straws and venturing into the playland, we spat wads of chewed up napkin thru straws at non-birthday invitees, and plastered the mirrored ceiling and walls with hundreds of sticky projectiles.
If the thought of playing in a pee-pee soaked heck hole were still appealing, I’d do it all again!
If the thought of playing in a pee-pee soaked heck hole were still appealing, I’d do it all again!
the_fornicator
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ahh... I live in (D)Edmonton. That would probably explain it mayhaps.
Temper Tantrum
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I wanted to go in one last time i saw one but everyone mocked me
~allie~
~allie~
terrawrist III
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Originally posted by Temper Tantrum
I wanted to go in one last time i saw one but everyone mocked me
~allie~
more of a reason to fling your shoes in their faces and hop in!!...I'd KILL to push some kids outta the way!