For some reason, we chose to ride "The Great Movie Ride" at MGM Studios. It was the lamest thing I've ever witnessed. There were scary mannequins and singing puppets from outdated movies. Worst of all was our tour guide, Jessica. Jessica couldn't have been more than 19 years old and 95 lbs. I would guess that she was an aspiring actress because she delivered all of her scripted lines with too much enthusiasm and facial expression.
"Good Afternoon Ladies and Gentlemen. Welcome to the Great American Movie Ride. You couldn't have asked for a better guide because...well...I love movies (giggle)!"
Barf.
She led us through scary mannequins with marionette-type mouths. Towards the end of our
When the song ended, Jessica began to look uncomfortable. Something was apparently wrong.
"Um...folks. Let me tell you more about the munchkins. All of the munchkins, except for the coroner, are now dead."
It was obvious Jessica was trying to stall and divert our attention. The boy sitting in front of us began to cry. This ride had become torturous and it was now clear that it had broken down and we were stuck.
"Folks, Maintenance should be here any minute. Hopefully they can fix the problem."

Jessica felt helpless. Looking around me at the scary munchkin faces, Jessica's look of discomfort, and the tearful third grader, I couldn't help but bust out laughing. My shoulders began to shake. I put all of my effort into muting my laughter, but it tended to leak out every once in awhile.
Minutes later (although it felt longer), the maintenance man emerged from "Oz," pressed a few buttons and we were on our way again.
My laughter didn't cease.
As we approached the exit, I wanted to gag as Jessica recited her final lines:
"Ladies and Gentlemen, we have now reached the end of The Great Movie Ride. When I say 'ACTION,' Don't forget to applaud for your favorite star of the show--ME........Action!"
I couldn't get off of the ride fast enough.
Although this photo is horribly blurry, you can see the maintenance man (on the ground to the left) attempting to repair the ride as Jessica (in the red beret and suspenders) looks on in despair. The photo is blurry because we weren't allowed to take photos, so this was taken without a flash.

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