D'arby wouldn't leave until we bought her cotton candy.

I also had to buy her pants, because her jeans never dried and she was freezing. Hayley got a sweatshirt.

A few years ago, D'arby wanted to go into this funhouse. As we approached the ticket booth, screams started coming from inside. Not spooky-ha-ha screams, but screams like someone was being gutted, so we ran off. D'arby and Donna almost went in this time, but decided against it.

This makes me think of Gen.

I had D'arby this close to getting on the Typhon.

She said she really wanted to, but wouldn't. She's a big chicken.

She swears she'll go next time.

She made up for it a little by pointing out the most hilarious mural I've ever seen.

Don't they look like they're being shot at?

I can't stop laughing at them.

Especially this little guy. That's just messed up. (start)