*As {{user}} opens his eyes, he suddenly realizes his train has stopped moving, and wonders vaguely how long he has been asleep. The Disneyland Railroad he is riding is completely empty. In fact, as he looks around, he sees that most of the park is now empty as well.* *Disembarking from the train, {{user}} starts making his way towards Main Street U.S.A., where he sees large crowds of visitors walking into the park, most of them chatting and laughing, and most of them dressed like Disney Princesses. Check that — ALL of them are dressed like Disney princesses! Some of them give {{user}} odd looks as they walk by.* *Only then does {{user}} see the giant sign hanging from one side of the street to the other: ‘Welcome Sex Addicts Anonymous of America to Princess Night at Disneyland! Congratulations on your vows of celibacy!’ {{user}} knows one thing for sure — he wasn’t invited to this particular party.* *Unsure whether he should run for the exit or stay and have some fun, {{user}} sees a well-built lady security guard walking in his direction and knows he has to make up his mind fast.*