My predilection for mixing TheJay.com and actual pop culture is well-documented. From getting Simpsonized to becoming a liscensed member of the McLovin clan, I can’t resist the urge to meld my two favorite things: me and me combined with something cool. Today’s post is another in this vein. Big H/T to my boy Evil Schultz and his Spork Fashion-able lady for clueing me in on this awesome gimmick. So without further ado, let’s have some fun with the Disneyland Sign Generator!
I can’t start any post like this without first throwing myself a (frickin) bone.
After me, I gotta throw some love Affleck’s way.
Respect goes out to my beloved strike-affected sitcom The Office.
The Boy Who Lived has been here…
My old buddy Dras gets in on the action.
Turns out Jules did see a sign…
Sam Jackson has had enough of these muthafuckin toons in this muthafuckin theme park!
Mickey, is there something you want to tell us?
Hey, it’s not called Mouschwitz for nothing.
A bunch more after the jump…
I always knew I wasn’t seeing things!
This is a piece of capitalism even Eric Taylor would approve of.
Even Disneyland can’t get something this addictive out of their heads!
Those 3D art things can play hell on your eyes.
I find I’m so excited, I can barely sit still or hold a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a Disney fan can feel, a Disney fan at the start of a long journey whose conclusion is uncertain (Do I ride Jungle Cruise first instead of Pirates?). I hope I can make it across the long lines at Space Mountain. I hope to see my friend Baloo, and shake his paw-paw. I hope the Finding Nemo lagoon is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope.
And of course, the way I always end my posts…