Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Racial Profiling at Disneylandia?
So in our madness to get a few hours of fun before our annual passes shut us out until April, we raced home from our homeschool co-op to get to Disneylandia, which has extended hours due to Spring Break. I remembered to bring my drugs. It was a good day at Disneylandia for me so far.
At the end of the Monsters Inc. ride at California Adventure, that big snail-lady monster Roz says to me, "Hey lady in the front row...I like your glasses. Next time bring me a churro!"
We were all hysterically laughing, of course, but then I started wondering, Hey, why did she want me to bring her a churro? Is it because I'm a beaner? Why didn't she say to bring her some cotton candy? Or a hot dog? Or some popcorn? That's jacked up...I got your churro right here, Roz!
That's deep. Deep, I tell you.