Where Do These People Come From!?

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We went on a family outing to Lagoon this week. After a few episodes of Lili kicking, crying, and screaming at the top of her lungs when we tried to get her to go on rides (and people looking at us like we were child abusers), she finally bucked up, swallowed her fears, and ended up having a ton of fun. After all, it's what fun is. (I had to add that in, it's on the commercials :))

Every time I go to Lagoon I have to wonder....Where in the Sam Blazes do these weirdos come from? I mean, Lagoon (and probably most amusement parks) is like a magnet for kooky and crazy people. It's a people-watchers paradise. There are the 75 year old women walking around in bikini tops and short cut-off shorts, the weird boogely-eyed guys in the line for the ride that reek of alcohol and are standing WAY to close to you, the white boy want-a-be gangsters and their 12 year old girlfriends (that need to be wearing a lot more clothing) giggling and swearing in the food line in front of your innocent two year old daughter, the Churro-induced hyper kids, hopped up on sugar, kicking the back of your feet in line and trying to elbow their way in front of you.

Oh!! But let's not forget the slightly heat-exhausted parents strapping their scared two year old daughter into a ride while she screams in protest because they spent 20 bucks to get in and by- golly she's going to have fun!

Weirdos.