Oh My God, that was just like Wally World

Yesterday I had the day off, which was weird because it was a Wednesday and I usually only have the weekends off. But anyway, the night before when my roommate and I were sitting at our favorite Hooka Bar called Dahab we decided we would go to Magic Mountain. So, we got home at 3am, purchased out tickets and went to bed anxious for the next day. So, head north on the 405 towards Sacramento and Magic Mountain is about half hour or so away from where we live. As we see it from the highway we both are getting excited for what the rollercoasters look like and so on. When we turn into the entrance we literally just stopped. We stared as our mouths dropped and we realized Magic Mountain was closed. Why it was closed we had no idea, but it was closed. Not a soul was in the parking lot. I looked at Erin, "This is Wally World. We are the Grizwald's from National Lampoon. I cannot believe this is happening." We were both very pissed off, but astonished at how much everyday our lives portray somewhat of a movie. She and I plan on writing a script or I should say she does more than I. But this is one scene that will definitely go in the script. The rest of the day we thought about Magic Mountain being closed and what the significance of it all was. We never came to any conclusions accept that next time we might buy a bb gun and see if we can get in even if it is closed...hahaha