Heelies

[Big Wallaby]

I was following one kid down the ramp from the Monorail to MK and asked him to put the wheels up, as they're not allowed in the Magic Kingdom. His mom turned to me and said "Oh, please don't say that." I responded that it was for the safety of her son and other guests, yadda yadda yadda. She then apologized for letting him wear them today, promised she wouldn't do it again (without my prompting, I might add), and explained that she had bought them here because she couldn't get them in the UK.

Perhaps the US could take a lesson from the UK...

[EmptyCinema]

Wow, a semi-understanding parent. I'm hoping that eventually heelies will just go out of style, or parents will read the recent news about the damage done to kids ankles by the shoes.

[Shorty82]

I was following one kid down the ramp from the Monorail to MK and asked him to put the wheels up, as they're not allowed in the Magic Kingdom. His mom turned to me and said "Oh, please don't say that." I responded that it was for the safety of her son and other guests, yadda yadda yadda. She then apologized for letting him wear them today, promised she wouldn't do it again (without my prompting, I might add), and explained that she had bought them here because she couldn't get them in the UK.

Perhaps the US could take a lesson from the UK...

Were you in costume or going in as a guest?

I'm glad to hear that at least one parent did the the right thing. Let's hope she is the start of a new trend, parents who follow the rules that are there for the guests' safety instead thinking the rules don't apply to them.

[darph nader]

Wow, a semi-understanding parent. I'm hoping that eventually heelies will just go out of style, or parents will read the recent news about the damage done to kids ankles by the shoes.

A 'semi' understanding parent???? You can't have a hand gun in the UK either (legally),so does that make it right?

[mechurchlady]

Congratulations on a new urban legend Wallaby. The shoes are sold in the UK. http://www.heelys.com/international.html

The woman meant that in her area they were not sold. Anyone in the UK can buy them through online sales, phone orders or going to a local store.

[Big Wallaby]

You can't have a hand gun in the UK either (legally),so does that make it right?

Touché, my friend, touché!

The woman meant that in her area they were not sold. Anyone in the UK can buy them through online sales, phone orders or going to a local store.

NO NO NO NO NO! I don't wanna hear it! Let me keep my delusional fantasy!

[mechurchlady]

Buck up young man as there is no tooth fairy, Heelys can be bought all around the world, Mickey Mouse is often played by women, and Walt Disney is not dead but magically lives on forever like Peter Pan. One day he spanked Tinkerbelle for being bad and her dust hit him so that he lives for ever. You do know that Tinkerbelle snuck into the offices and changed the plans for DCA and Animal Kingdom. It was her who magically dust the popcorn so that guests do SGTs.

[Zazu]

Buck up young man as there is no tooth fairy....

Ah, yes there is. I think I mentioned knowing her in an earlier post, but for those who have forgotten, the Tooth Fairy is alive and well and living in San Francisco.

She's about 5 foot tall, very nicely assembled, and makes all her own clothing -- usually including a cape. Upon request, she's proud to show off her California drivers license that gives her name as "Princess Diana Tooth Fairy".

Her living is made by visiting the homes of small children who have recently lost teeth to present them with silver dollars in exchange. She also reads them the riot act if the tooth offered shows signs of cavities or fillings! Grateful parents actually tip her substantially for these services.

So if you ever should meet a guest wearing a flowing cape and carrying a six-foot toothbrush, tell her I said hello.

[Syndrome]

I nailed a Heely Brat really good today at Gatorland. My husband and I were walking towards the gator wrestling arena, and I see Brat Boy come zipping down the incline despite the big signs stating "No Skating of Any Kind Allowed." I loudly pointed out to Mr. Syndrome that his parents obviously couldn't read, but I didn't see them around so it was no doubt lost on them.

A few minutes later, we were leaving the area and Brat Boy came zipping right at me! I don't know if he had been struck temporarily blind or what, but I am not one to miss an opportunity like that. I had a half full iced latte (wish it had been a hot one), so I stepped slightly to the side, held out my hand at head level, and let nature take its course. I figured the cup would bust and give him a bath, and then I could demand that his ignoramus parents pay for another latte for me.

Amazingly, that styrofoam cup held, even though he clipped it with enough force to make him rub his brainless little head in apparent pain afterwards...all he got on him was a splash and some ice and a graze of my knuckles. I loudly said, "Awwww, how sad!" in a voice dripping with sarcasm, which brought Idiot Dad running to the little brat's aid. He didn't dare say a word to me (although you'd think he would have apologized), just grabbed Brat Boy who was still rubbing his head and looking stunned. Mwwaaaa haaaa haaaaa! Utterly made my day, although it would have been so much better if he'd gotten soaked by the whole thing or, better yet, had kissed the asphalt.

God, I'm turning mean in my old age!!

[leftcoaster]

I nailed a Heely Brat really good today at Gatorland. My husband and I were walking towards the gator wrestling arena, and I see Brat Boy come zipping down the incline despite the big signs stating "No Skating of Any Kind Allowed." I loudly pointed out to Mr. Syndrome that his parents obviously couldn't read, but I didn't see them around so it was no doubt lost on them.

A few minutes later, we were leaving the area and Brat Boy came zipping right at me! I don't know if he had been struck temporarily blind or what, but I am not one to miss an opportunity like that. I had a half full iced latte (wish it had been a hot one), so I stepped slightly to the side, held out my hand at head level, and let nature take its course. I figured the cup would bust and give him a bath, and then I could demand that his ignoramus parents pay for another latte for me.

Amazingly, that styrofoam cup held, even though he clipped it with enough force to make him rub his brainless little head in apparent pain afterwards...all he got on him was a splash and some ice and a graze of my knuckles. I loudly said, "Awwww, how sad!" in a voice dripping with sarcasm, which brought Idiot Dad running to the little brat's aid. He didn't dare say a word to me (although you'd think he would have apologized), just grabbed Brat Boy who was still rubbing his head and looking stunned. Mwwaaaa haaaa haaaaa! Utterly made my day, although it would have been so much better if he'd gotten soaked by the whole thing or, better yet, had kissed the asphalt.

God, I'm turning mean in my old age!!

I would have let go of the cup, but that's just me. :twisted: