Ý Ý Ý Mama took a map of the park, en francais, bien sšr, and little Jean scanned it fervently for the Pirate ride. "Mama- Pirates of the Caribbean! It's in New Orleans Square."
Ý Ý Ý Mama was ignoring him. "Jean, dear, this is the happiest place on earth. I need to find a bar."
Ý Ý Ý But Jean was already running off. His mama yanked on the leash and brought him down real quick. His glasses fell off and a pink-shirt clad chubby girl almost stepped on them.
