January 15th, 2003

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One of my associates at The Grand Rapids Press just returned from a Disney World vacation.

I innocently asked him if he had a good time and if he said hello to Mickey for me. Here was his reply:


    I dry-humped Mickeys leg and was sent to Disney prison. The food was good and
    the view from my window was great. I was gang-raped by Pooh, Tigger and
    Piglet. I'm in therapy.

Note to self: don't ask people about their vacations.