But when “why don’t they build the mt. Fuji Ride WE WERE PROMISED!?!” Comes in...then it gets real. Check the tape.
I think you meant, "I was promised", since I don't remember anyone else being around that night little Mikey Eisner didn't want me tell anyone about his transvestite proclivities or the fact a six pack of Miller Lite knocked him on his buttocks. That's right Mikey. The statute of limitations is up.