Six Flags

Yesterday while driving to do a photo shoot with Mags, I asked "So when are we going to Six Flags?" She replied, "Tomorrow."
We hella made that plan in a less than 24hour notice.

Left EG around 8:45, got gas, snacks, and journeyed on down to Vallejo. Got there around 10:30. Luckily, Mags had a free pass for me so I didn't have to pay for admission. When we got to the parking place, we had to ask if we could come back cuz we had a coupon for a buy one get one Big Mac. LOL. We would. She told us that we just had to show our receipt. While waiting in line to pay for parking we thought, "Damn, wtf. Why are there hella people here? It's only Wednesday." As soon as we saw the completely empty parking lot, we were definitely wrong. haha. Every time I go here, I always forget about the long trek you have to walk to get to the entrance. Being fierce, we treated it like a Victoria's Secret runway on steroids. We werrrrrked that whole thing. Not really. It gets tiring.

First ride: Medusa. Sat in the front. I brought my grey IN4M hat. Not a good idea. I had to hold onto that thing like it was my life. Oh, and my glasses too. Mags told me where the camera was. So of course, we were camera ready. We looked pretty fierce with the wind blowing against our smizes and pursed lips.

Second ride: Medusa. We immediately went back in line because there was nobody there. Only a 5min wait, give or take. This time, I had a strategy for all my stuff. I sat on my hat (which, I was really afraid to do that cuz I didn't want it to get crushed), put my glasses in my pocket, and busted out my camera to record the entire duration of the ride. We sat all the way in the back. Uhhh, not a good idea. That shit was wayyyy more forceful. We posed for the camera once again, got off the ride, and my hat was still there & not smushed at all. (:

Third ride: Hammerhead Shark. Uhhh, not gonna lie. I was kinda scared of this one. It's like the pirate ship that swings you back & forth, but it goes upside-down, goes back around, & it leaves you hanging upside-down. Oh, and you get to face people. So Mags & I hella faced each other. I recorded her reaction for a good 15secs until I couldn't concentrate on focusing the shot. haha. It was fun. When we were facing 90degrees downward, Mags goes "If you fall on me. I would die." Then the ride took us the other direction & I said the same exact thing. haha, omg that shit was way intense.

As we were walking to Boomerang, I saw Porky Pig & his girlfriend (who we named "Porka", cuz we didn't know wtf her name was) & I wanted us to take a picture with them. I went up to them, gave them a high-five, & immediately in my black gurl voice I say "Hey yaaaaa'll. Damn, you's is hella fierce." I gave them a compliment. & what did that fucker Porky do when we were taking pictures? He hella blocked my face. Oh hell no. Before an employee snapped that picture, I told Porky, "Um, you're kinda blocking my face." He hella didn't listen. Diva. Whatever. hahahahahaha.

Fourth ride: Boomerang. Long story short, this got us sick. We kept going on ride after ride. We seized the opportunity that the park wasn't as busy as usual. We had to sit down & drink water for a good 15mins. It was already 12:30, so we decided to walk back to the car & grab them Big Macs. & Dramamine. Oh, & Ziploc bags if we wanted to go on a water ride. LOL. We got back around 2 after adventuring around Vallejo.

We went back to the parking place & it was the same girl from earlier that told us about showing our receipt to whoever was working. I rolled down my window, showed the receipt & happily said, "Do you remember us!?" She did. She was less enthused. Bitch.

Fifth ride: Medusa. Yeah, we couldn't get enough of this. I told Mags not to show any emotion at all this time & not scream. 30secs into this ride, I couldn't help but laugh hella hard cuz we were dead silent. Our pictures were pretty funny though. Hella serious.

We got lost going to the next ride. Some "lesbian" security guard helped us. I only say that cuz she kinda had a thing for Mags. Ok, no. Not really. Kanye West's "Flashing Lights" was playing, so we runwayed out of the gaming section & went straight to the water ride.

Sixth ride: White Water Safari. Got all our electronics in the Ziplocs. Recorded the ride. We got wet. Figuratively speaking.

Seventh ride: Boomerang. We had to dry off somehow. Line was long. & Mags & I were dead silent. We were already tired.

Eighth ride: Voodoo. Uhhh. Don't go on this. Mags dubbed this the "couch ride". It looks like a couch. It spins & spins & spins. All I heard on this ride was a bunch of guys going, "OH SHIT. OH FUCK. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK." I jumped on the bandwagon & threw in a couple "fuck's" here & there. Nothing serious. Aside from the fact that 2 7-year-old girls were sitting by me. Whoops.

We felt like going on Medusa again so we walked back. I saw Foghorn Leghorn. We decided to take a picture. A white tiger character came out of nowhere & I was like, "Ohshit? Where did you come from?" That hella scared me though. The employee taking our picture told us to do the Lady Gaga "OK sign" over our eyes since "Poker Face" was playing in the background. It was pretty fierce. Oh, & you know that game where you have to stump the guesser (or employee) on your weight, age, month you were born in? Well, Mags & I were overhearing this little kid that stood on the scale & as we were walking away, the employee goes "Ohhh. You're 69 pounds!" Fuck, that was too funny. hahahaha. We walked back to Medusa & decided not to go on it. hahaha. We journeyed over to the Tony Hawk ride instead. That was fun. After walking all day in the hot sun, we waited for the tram. We saw this guy's souvenir soda cup thing & we wanted an ice cold soda really bad. We went to the same McDonald's but went in the drive-thru. The chick in the first window where you pay goes, "Were you guys here earlier?" I gave her a guilty look & said, "Yeah.........we're not fat gurls, I swear. We're just thirsty." Mags says, "Just famous. That's probably why you remember us." Then I say, "Yeah, we're like, really popular in all area codes..." She says, "Do you remember me? I was wearing a black shirt. My hair was down?" Wtf? How the shit are we gonna remember this girl? I told her with a sarcastic/disappointed "Noooooo." Mags goes, "We don't remember anybody but ourselves." I pay her & as I'm driving up to the second window, I tell her to stay fierce. Now the lady in the other window, that's another story. I asked her if she remembered us because the girl in the other window said she did. She handed me our drinks & just laughed. She told me she liked my hair color & I said thanks. She asked if we already had our straws. She spoke broken English. She didn't know wtf I was saying. So fail. But whatever, we're like really famous.