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Yes,
the old inhabitants like the Giant Rat moved out during
the fall of 2001.
If you want to read more about them go to
The Last Laff
But please, be polite and stay for the feast before
you go wandering off.
Excuse me for a minute while I make my before dinner
remarks.
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Now,
follow me as I guide you through the world’s most gruesome
single rail dark ride. Well, come on!
I don’t bite…
I just nibble. Ha, ha, ha! Your royal chariot awaits you! |
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a short run through the castle cemetery before we enter
the main gates. Oh dear, looks like some uninvited guests
got word of the banquet. They’re just dying for a bite
to eat. Get away you bottom dwellers! This dinner is for
royalty only! |
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Ah,
the twins have arrived, fashionably late as usual. Ladies,
please! It’s not polite to sample the main course before
dinner is served.
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Of course, as Court Jester, it’s my job to liven up
the dinner party. Oops, here’s my cue!
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there’s King Zombie with his queen in his chambers. As
you can see, he likes a Bloody Mary before dinner. He’s
one lucky stiff! |
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Look,
here’s the head chef putting the final touches on the
appetizers.
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And
his assistant is stirring up the soup. He really gets
into his work. |
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Of
course, sometimes we have to go outside the castle for
delicacies. And we rely on our knight to bring home
the bacon.
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to wake the children from their naps. When it’s dinnertime,
they always rise to the occasion |
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Now
children….please don’t fight over your food. There’s
plenty to go around. Oh, quit squabbling.
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Hey,
did you know I’m a member of the Dead Poet’s Society?
But seriously, listen to my de-composition!
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Now
you’re in for a real treat. Wait, you are the treat!
Oh, just ignore my gallows humor and let’s see what
the boys are whipping up in the kitchen.
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Check
out the yummy head cheese.
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We
always poke the fruit to see if it’s ripe
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Here’s
where we brew our coffee. It can be a draining experience.
But hey, it’s good to the last drop.
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And
last, but not least, our oven.
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As
you can see, we zombies like our food well-done!
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But
wait, you can’t leave now…
Don’t
make me do this!
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Oh,
aren’t you the fortunate one! Looks like I fried the four
riders in front of you. And they were so juicy that the
zombies had their fill.
Well, so long for now. Be sure to come back for seconds
real soon!
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