i went to DZ once with my mom to pick up my cousin. i saw all the laughing children and wished i were one of them. i begged and begged my folks to take me. they never did. now i'm gay.
Kids barf in the little tubes. Grown men have to crawl into these tubes practically holding the barf-cleaning rag in their mouths to get access and clean it up. Alert Friedrich Engels.
There was never one of these anywhere near me, so I had to settle for Chuck E. Cheese instead. Their ballpit was smaller than in the commercials, and contained far less discovery.
However, it blew DZ away for terrifying animtronic animal bands.