I know a couple who are both obsessed with Disney.  Always quoting the movies like we understand the references.  She is a teacher, but (like most chicks) has a side-gig as a travel agent, but she does Disney trips only.  He is obsessed with Frank Sinatra, Al Capone, and Winnie-The-Pooh.  He has a tattoo of Baloo The Bear (from Jungle Book) and constantly refers to himself as "Papa Bear".  
 
	We're stuck for a week at the Gaylord in Orlando this Fall for a meeting.  My wife wants to go in 2 days early so we can hit Epcot and do some Food & Wine Festival stuff.  These guys get all offended that we didn't go through them to book our "Disney vacation".  
 
	First of all, it ain't a Disney-fucking-vacation.  I'm in Orlando under protest (hate that town).  And I'm grudgingly going to Epcot because I'm a good husband.  So please excuse me because I didn't consult with your "agency" for a two-day pass.  Weirdos...