Hey, hey, so I think I figured it out! So I still don't know where I am, but I did figure out that I'm not at Magical Land. If I was, there'd be those loudspeakers, and they'd come on an' say, "Magical Land will be closin' in 20 minutes. Please make your way to the nearest exit. We hope you had a magical day!" An' then they'd lock everythin' down, and I'd be stuck here, almost like a prisoner, 'cept in an amusement park instead of jail. An' that's not what this is like at all!

By the way, ya' know how when you're lookin' at stuff along the street, they call it window shoppin'? Isn't that wrong? 'Cause you're not lookin' at the window, so they should call it "inside the window shoppin'" at least! Otherwise people might get the wrong idea! They'd say, "hey, what are you doin'?" An' you'd say, "oh, I'm just window shoppin'." An' then they'd point over at a window an' say, "well, that one looks pretty good," but that wouldn't be right at all!

Yeah, this place is pretty cool. I've been doin' a lot of inside the window shoppin'.

Ya' know how people are always sayin' hold your horses? Well, what if you actually had a horse, right? And you actually did hold it, and it didn't like it at all! It would start runnin' and you'd get dragged along with it 'cause ya' don't have any choice but to hold on! It'd be really bad, right?

Speakin' of bad, I can't really remember how I got here, or where I am. That's bad, right?