Oy Vey! Cool it with the antisemitism, goy!
The rabbi hole goes even deeper >> https://poal.co/s/GoyimTV/661875
A male homosexual couple I worked with. Took a trip to Disney every year. Before the one guy came out I remembered he'd run a lot of shows for the local music scene. One time they bought a large Barbie to behead and immolate for some reason.
One time they bought a large Barbie to behead and immolate for some reason.
Just normal shit, no need to worry
What is Disney adult?
Ohhh man, attempting to explain a Disney Adult to a Croat, I might as well attempt to explain a bicycle to a fish, but here we go.
For the purpose of this conversation, I am going to leave out all the Satanic pedophile shit The Walt Disney does as a corporation, because that is not really germane to the topic of the 'Disney Adult'.
At the most basic level, a 'Disney Adult' is an American adult without children, who chooses to visit Disneyland on their own, or with other Disney Adults, and has a very intense interest in all things Disney, all of their various intellectual properties, and a usually a weird obsession with Disney princesses, like Ariel, Belle, Jasmine, et cetera.
Demographically, they are almost always single millennial women, although there are some gays, effeminate men, and definitely a lot of Male-to-Female transsexuals as well. The look something like this:
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Many Americans of my generation, having largely abandoned organized religion, lacking a clear and cohesive sense of ethnic or cultural identity, need some sort of shared mythology to attach to, and these adult have chosen Disney to service these very intrinsic human needs.
All Gods have been replaced by this pantheon of cartoon characters, and going to Disneyland is, for them, like a Muslim making a pilgrimage to Mecca. They much pay their dues, and spend exorbitant amounts of money giving homage to the corporation that allows them to have a shared sense of identity. Nearly all of these people grew up watching Disney movies, and it is the one thing that can assuredly allow them a sense of shared culture, as hallow as it seems.
It is oddly depressing watching so many give into it, as they vainly attempt to extend the magic of childhood well into their 30's and 40's, thinking that if they suspend disbelief and shell out enough dollars at a theme park, they might be a kid forever.
Back when I was bartending, I knew one, once.
Her name was Janet. She was a nice girl, she really was, early to mid 30's, blonde, heavily tattooed, working a shit retail job she always complained about.
Janet always came in alone, and she always left alone. She would come in very early, when the bar was usually empty, looking to talk to Heather, the heavily tattooed ex-stripper owner of the bar that I worked at.
You know when you see a girl who is slightly fat in her early 30's, but you can tell her fatness is terminal, and will only ever go in one direction? Looking at her, you knew her destiny was morbid obesity, and you couldn't do a damn thing to warn her about it.
She would come in, and we would talk, mostly her bitching about her shit job at a corporate pharmacy, but I didn't mind, I liked talking to her.
The only time she wouldn't bitch was when she would talk about yearly vacation, and her eyes would light up with joy.
She would tell me about how excited she was to go to Disneyland, how she heard about the new exhibits they had at the 'World of Harry Potter', and how you could buy a wand with some sort of RFID chip in it that would interact with all the exhibits. Ok, that sounds kind of neat.
I would ask her who she was going with, perhaps she had a sister or brother with nieces and nephews?
Nope. She was going to Disneyland by herself. She told me that was the best way to do it, there are tons of other single adults who do it, and it was a great place to meet people.
More power to ya, Janet.
And I don't mean to be judgmental, we are all just trying to make it through this very confusing life as best we can, but just looking at her life as an outside observer... It was just sad...
She spent all year wage-slaving at a job she clearly hated, where she made shit money, and the pinnacle of her year was when she would travel to Disneyland, to worship at the Atheist American Altar of Capitalism, so she could give all of her money to a fucking Satanic Rat.
God Bless America.
I believe a synonym description of it would be the Peter Pan Syndrome. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Pan_syndrome
Ironic, given Peter Pan is a Disney IP...
Thanks for the explanation. That picture reminds me of people that worked in one of the IT companies I was a contractor for until recently.
They would mostly leave me alone. I overhead them once all excitedly talking about how over the weekend they are going to this national theme park similar to Disneyland. They were all a bunch of women and fags, so it checks out.
I hated working there. On my first day the 30+ single woman who is a manager there called my boss and told him I was "too intense" and they wanted someone else to be sent instead. Unfortunately for her they didn't have anyone else. I fucking hated working there and now I know my hate can be directed at Disney adults, thanks.
I overhead them once all excitedly talking about how over the weekend they are going to this national theme park similar to Disneyland.
"They went to Slav theme park, and saw famous characters such as Boško the Mule, and Danica, the mule-stealing gypsy whore"
In all seriousness, what is a Croatian theme park like?
Theo, I dare say you could explain a bicycle to a fish and it would understand.
The last time I went to Disney World, my kids were young and I did see people like this. I just brushed them off as being weird or being a loser. Based on your explanation, they are much worse than I thought.
An adult who decorates, follows, and obsesses over disney and their properties.
That sounds like a form of autism.
Worse, cause they're otherwise functional adults who just act like the worst spoiled children.
Worked with a LOT of women like that in the office world. They're ALWAYS an insufferable bitch.
I worked with one in particular. Was nice enough, but unmarried.
I knew a winnie the pooh adult. car full of stuffed winnie the pooh animals, winnie the pooh themed shit all around her desk, winnie the pooh shit at home and even a cat named pooh
Report they/them to China for the lols.
Lame. I know a few of them. One met his wife/girlfriend at the park. The other is a cat lady with a boyfriend.
The cat lady comes across as having stunted mental development. If you were to see her walking along the street or in a store, you'd assume she was a middle or elementary school teacher.
The male comes across as kind of creepy when you find it out. He doesn't advertise he's a Disney Adult but he doesn't hide it either. He would get deals through being a season ticket holder for the Ducks/Angels when Disney owned them and I think that's how he became one.
There's a third, but I'm giving her a pass as she's a mom.
Used to work with one. Really nice guy who I guessed was a flaming homosexual until I met his wife and kids. They were all super into it.
I talked to a 70 year old black guy in a dive bar once. He was dying of cancer and the regulars would give Micky Mouse stuff because he loved Disney. He told me about how he used to be a pimp in his younger days, lol.
Wow.
I unironically love people like that.
I talked to a young(25ish) couple at ComicCon one year. They were at a booth that sold movie collectables, some really wild stuff. Tbey saved all year, all year, for four days at ComicCon.
80s and 90s autists. They remind me of woke people but obsessed with Disney instead of woke, though anymore they're not mutually exclusive. Disney-terfs do exist.
My sister has a plus subscription, and they make sure they have a nice new huge-ass TV for it every year, but that's as far as I know she goes. Haven't talked to her in a year or so.
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