Day 23: R.I.P. Christy

So, we know that the Visit Orlando people, the ones sponsoring our 67 day whateverthon, don't like us very much. Probably the one that hates us the most is Christy, our "fun liaison." However, as mentioned in a past blog, they have no power to fire us. In fact we could technically fire them but that's besides the point. We've tried to be the picture-perfect Smile Ambassadors but we can't be blaimed if our cowabunga life-style doesn't mesh with those stiff collared fat cats upstairs.

That's why we're happy to announce that WE WON!!!!

As it turns out, after the fiasco at UCF on Sunday, Christy was so livid that she had some sort of aneurysm or something. Long story short, she checked into a mental institution. I guess that's why we had Monday off...
So, I guess our new fun liaison is going to be some guy named, "Mr. Drego." We don't know anything about him other than he used to be a Green Beret, and that he wants us to refer to him as a "Funbassador".

"Funbassador Drego"

We're supposed to meet up with him tonight at Medeival Times to go over a few ground rules (whatever that means) before we start back up with our scheduled adventures...

We'll keep you posted...

On a side note, Nic might have some weird fish disease.