"Did you get all the pictures you wanted, Edge?" Jericho asked like a mother scolding her child.

Edge went through the pictures on his digital camera. He had a picture with Belle, Beast, Sleeping Beauty, Minnie Mouse, Mickey Mouse, Pinocchio, Goofy, Donald, Snow White, Cinderella, Prince Eric, Ariel, Aladdin, Jasmine, Jafar, Cruella Deville, Maleficent, Prince Charming, Merlin, Flora, Fauna, Merryweather, Fairy Godmother, Winnie the Pooh, Tigger, Eeyore, Kanga, Roo, Owl, Rabbit, Piglet, Gaston, Maurice, King Triton, Ursula, Pluto, Tweedle Dee, Tweedle Dum, Alice, and Queen of Hearts.

"I think so," Edge sighed, putting his camera back in his pocket.

"Good, I'm wasted," Jericho said, clapping Edge on the shoulder.

"You're wasted?" Christian asked in shock. "This is Disney World! You can't be wasted here! This is a family place! Do they even sell alcohol here?"

"Christian, don't freak out. He probably doesn't mean that kind of wasted," Edge reassured his former tag team partner. "He probably just met up with Randy Orton in a bathroom and they smoked some doobies."

"I am not intoxicated in any way!" Jericho defended himself, crossing his arms. "Now can we please leave? I'd like to have Cena's car hijacked by sunset."

"Fine," Edge said, "but if we find any more characters that I don't have pictures with yet, can I get them?"

"Whatever," Jericho said. "The sooner we get out of here, the better."

"Quit being such a party pooper, Jericho," Christian said. "I don't want you like this when we go on our sweet road trip."

"Well then, let me get all of the asshole out of me now before you have to deal with me for extended periods of time," Jericho said. He then began to yell at the top of his lungs. "JESUS CHRIST. MOTHERFUCKER. WAYNE GRETZKY. ASSHOLE. BITCH. COCK SUCKER. WORD TO YOUR MOTHER. FOZZY ROCKS MY SOCKS. BATISTA IS A CHILD MOLESTER. FUCK. SHIT. DILDO. JOHN CENA COULDN'T WRESTLE HIS WAY OUT OF A WET PAPER BAG."

He then stopped once he heard a child start crying near him. He looked down and saw a little boy in a John Cena shirt. "Oh, are you upset at my yelling and swearing?" he asked.

"No, you made fun of Cena!" the boy screamed, wiping his eye.

"Young man, where is your mother?" Jericho asked.

"Right behind you!" he said, pointing at the rather intimidating lady behind Jericho.

Jericho turned around and faced the woman. She looked like Beth Phoenix and Chyna combined together and on steroids.

"I'm sorry, madam," Jericho smiled, bowing to the woman in front of him. "We were just leaving."

He pointed to Edge and Christian to signify for them to come with him. They both walked on either side of Jericho and they all linked arms. They proceeded to skip around Disney World while Edge and Christian sang a loud chant of "we're off to see the wizard, the wonderful Wizard of Oz."

Jericho, on the other hand, continued his loud verbal assault of the English language.

"BITCH ASS MOTHER FUCKER. I'M SO HOOD. YOU CAN'T TOUCH THIS. YEAH BOY. PORNOGRAPHY. TITTIES."

Edge and Christian both stopped in their tracks while Jericho continued for one more skip before being halted by the two anchors on either side of him. "Dudes, what—Oh."

They had just come across the characters Winnie the Pooh and Tigger. They were both looking at Jericho and shaking their oversized heads.

"Look, I don't come from the Hundred Acre Woods, so I'm not sure about what fucking language you guys use, but—"

Jericho stopped when Tigger covered his ears and walked off with Winnie the Pooh.

"Dude, you just pissed off a guy in a Tigger suit," Edge said, smacking Jericho.

"It's not Tigger," Christian said.

"Then what is it?" Jericho asked.

"T-I-double guh-er," Edge stated matter of factly, crossing his arms.

"Can we please get out of here before Christian gets any more gay? Besides, we need to get to Cena's house ASAP," Jericho asked Edge.

"Sure, but just remember…I'm the good looking one of the group," Edge said.

"You wish, motherfucker," Jericho grinned.

The three Canadian blondes resumed their not so straight arm linking and skipped their way out of Disney World.

Luckily for Edge and Christian, Edge pretty much raided Disney World and they did not come across any more mascots that he could be photographed with.