thebitterguy

bradhicks has an interesting post where he talks about Disney princesses. But the creme de la creme is where he talks about how he once sought out the source of eeeevil in a Disney Store:

So once things quieted down, I went into a mild trance, defocused my eyes a little, and let myself wander the aisles without thinking, trying to psychically sense the heart of the evil that I was feeling, the center of it, the most unrelentingly evil object in the store. To my vast surprise, the object that I found in my hands, when I came out of my trance and refocused my eyes, was in fact just exactly that evil.

Here I thought someone had snuck a copy of Mein Kampf or a Rush Limbaugh book onto the shelves. But what was the source of this psychic wound, this pure, palpable menace?

It was a children's story book in the Disney Princess collection

Duh Duh Duhhhhh!