Man, I wish the attic was still like this. When I first went on HM, when I was about three, the pop-ups scared the bejesus out of me. At this point, they were already groomsmen. The strange thing is that I don't remember the bride on that first trip, however I do remember Little Leota. I do remember the bride from the SECOND time I went on HM, however. I was only five, and the pop-ups still made me poop myself. It was years after that I went on the HM again, and it was right after Constance, and since then, I go on the HM every time I go to WDW (Three times a year). I really miss the old scene.

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