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“We did it, Fernie! I’m sure of it this time! Break out the beer. Let’s celebrate!” Donald tossed the Uzi on one bed and did a half-leap onto the bed next to it. With hands clasped behind his head, he grinned so wide she saw the gums above his plates.
Fern nodded abstractedly as she bent over the cooler. She was wondering if she would be able to get her picture taken with Mickey Mouse. She’d have to keep Donald away from Winnie the Pooh. They were built too much alike to be photographed together, but she couldn’t tell that to Donald. He loved that bear.
In honor of the occasion, Donald shook the first two beers and sprayed her with one. She sprayed him, then they fell on the bed, laughing like a couple of kids until Donald got jabbed in the privates with the Uzi.
“Disney World here
