I am a CP, and I'm damn proud of it.

I am a Disney CP. Yes I lived in Orlando, and yes, it's shady and skeezy - but just thinking about it makes me smile. We don't call it Orlando, it's O-town or 32821, get it right. We go to the parks everyday, and make damn sure we get backdoored onto the rides, and yes, getting backdoored is the best thing ever. We go to Wal-Mart all the time for no reason, and bitch because Target has a closing time. We could be from Alaska or Maine, but we still went home saying "ya'll." We know what TTC, DAK, PI and all those fun things stand for. We've had to pop our trunks for security. We know what Vista Lay means. We compare our ID pictures. We love going to the Vista Pool, but we'd NEVER go in the hot tub. We've been to IHOP's at least 3 times a week, after 3 a.m. with at least 10 other people. My car STILL has sand in it from Cocoa Beach. We ruled PI on thursday nights. We have friends in almost every state. At least 100 of us can never work for Disney again because we got fired for drinking in our apartments or stealing stupid Disney stuff. We've almost been hit by an American bus at least 5 times. We still can't figure out what language the bus drivers are speaking in. We like to pretend that we understand (fluently) every language spoken to us. Quizno's, Chik-filla, Wendy's and McDonald's... thats it. We know what alpha-unit means, and if our friends at home get hurt, we always ask them 3 times if they need assistance. We could go to Starbucks... while shopping at Target. We dated or made out with at least one person, whether we liked them or not. I still have a ZILLION of those stupid Mickey stickers. I've been to Mickey's Retreat on more than one occasion. We point with 2 fingers, not one. Magical Moments and Take 5's make me smile (and yes, we know the difference). I am a CP, and I'm damn proud of it. I hope to God you have a magical day.