September 15, 2004

• That's NOT right.
• I can't help wondering what these guys think when they're at Chuck E. Cheese.
• Or Disneyland.
• It's truly a wonderful planet we've found ourselves on.
• They probably think "I can't believe I'm paying for this crappy food hey will someone shut those damn kids up okay so I'm in Tomorrowland and I need to get to Yesterdayland so that's a right over by that Mickey Mouse oh shit must not think about now hmmm... I hope it doesn't rain we didn't even bring the HEY!! Jim, stop playing with your sister's hair THIS MINUTE or we're going home! ugh now I have a headache I shouldn't have drunk that whole bottle of soda my tummy hurts how much further is that damn ride..."
• Hee. I used to work at DisneyWorld. We had a couple of these types in the Character Department (the people who dress up as Mickey Mouse, Goofy, Meeko, Cinderella). I also had a few encounters with a couple of people who were just a little too excited to be hugging Mickey Mouse. Full body contact hugs. fuyugare, did you work in the parks? Or maybe have a season pass?
• Doesn't anyone just have sex with other humans anymore??
• Well sure, if you want to be gauche about it. On the other hand, how does one compete with Tigger? I mean, aside from having a physical presence. His bottom is made out of springs. Mine's mostly made of water. Try 2: You can have sex with people now? *marvels*
• I think this was the sordid scene of a stuffed animal and snowman porn/snuff film. First those slutty damn moose and alligators get Frosty all worked up...then the heat gets cranked. Plush pimpin' ain't easy, yo.
• fuyugare, did you work in the parks? Or maybe have a season pass? Nope. I've gone to Tokyo Disneyland once (as is required), and that was once too often.
• He's bouncy, trouncy, flouncy, pouncy, full of FUN FUN FUN!
• Hee again. I'm actually married to Tigger. My husband and I met while we were both working at DisneyWorld. My marriage also adds a new angle to the Minnie f***ing Goofy joke.
• Not that we kept the costumes.
• I hate to be the one to ask -- really, I do -- but has anyone actually seen pictures of these things, er, in action? Is it remarkable restraint on the part of the plushie community that has kept them from posting pictures? Or is it that they're never actually put to use? Is there some unspoken rule that you can't post a picture of yourself porking Eeyore, lest you turn the artistic creation of teddy bear chonches into smut?
• Elsbet, as long as your husband isn't this guy.
• And I was very pleased that I actually got a proper news article as my first result by googling "tigger breast".
• I think I heard he was aquitted - they showed that he really didn't know where his hands were. I was once in one of those costumes - I couldn't feel a thing, and had a terrible sense of where the hands, etc were (not part of your own propriaception (sp?)
• No, that is absolutely not my husband. That guy looked like they just pulled him out of fur in 99F weather. And he is reason #1 that Disney should never have allowed mustaches back into Gretas Grooming Guide. Tigger has horrible peripheral vision. But if you've been "in fur," as we called it, for any length of time, when you get into costume your personal space expands to include the entire costume. Even though I couldn't reach the edges of my ears in Mickey Mouse, I always knew where they were. That's not saying that accidents don't happen, but we had a full week's worth of training (in costume) to prevent that kind of thing from happening. That particular Tigger was aquitted. That was the stangest, coolest, and probably weirdest job I'll probably ever have.
• Tigger in trouble again with the po-lice.