Queen of Hearts

Okay.

So the Queen, the Evil Queen versus Queen of Hearts.

Queen of Hearts because she's a psycho.

Okay.

Queen of Hearts versus Captain Hook.

Queen of

Hearts.

Queen of Hearts versus Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty.

So my girlfriend and I, we're going to do twiddle dee and twiddle dum.

The little one is going to be the Queen of Hearts.

Oh, my

gosh.

Oh, yes.

You know, Alice in Wonderland and the Queen of Hearts, they're playing, what's the game they play? Croquet.

Croquet, right? And the Queen turns to Alice and says, Will, where have you been tomorrow? And Al said, what? No, no, yesterday.

And the queen says, it's a poor memory that only goes in one direction.

And let's talk about, you included a piece of art here that shows stylized versions of a very specific set of villains.

We've got the Queen of Hearts from Alice.

We've got Dr. Facilier from Princess and the Frog.

We've got Hades from Hercules.

And that's where you're going to get to hang out with Maleficent.

So these aren't random choices.

You know, this is deliberately the only one I can't figure out yet is the Queen of Hearts.

You know, but every one, every single one of those other characters is it features prominently in Disney's Villains Land, the thing being built in Florida.

not even yet decided what to read for just as she was on the point of beginning something

so many of the words suddenly seemed unfamiliar to her and without a particle of meaning that she kept on turning over the leaves hoping to find something better what's the matter now said the duchess severely what have you been about all this time can't you read yet she didn't have quite five minutes pleaded the griffin she didn't have quite five wits is what you mean said the duchess if the queen of hearts were only here off would go her head and she'd have to read then i fancy whether she could or not

the reason alice began oh you've got reasons i dare say as plenty as blackbirds i mean blackberries but the queen won't listen to any of them

Yo, it's Bluff here.

only a cat could eat a chokie pie like that i saw the dog turn up his nose in scorn the dog tossed by the cow with a crumpled horn it was the selfsame queen who from a kitchen plate was eating bread and honey seen

hard by the kitchen grate i'd be the maid with

nipped off nose rather than royalty like those i'd rather be the maiden all forlorn married unto the man that tattered was and torn and who would want to be that roly-poly old king cole with screechy-scrotchy fiddlers three and maudlin pipe and bowl i'd rather be the priest that shaven was and shorn waked by the cock that crowed in the morn yet no one gives a thought to me a poet weeping bitterly the poem was greeted with uproarious laughter and cheers hands were clapped handkerchiefs waved boots and sticks and umbrellas thumped on the floor there were even yells and screeching and howls of approval and the applause lasted so long that the poet was obliged to consider it as an encore to which he responded at last by reciting again the last two lines in a very doleful voice there was a great deal of mirth especially among the royal personages present although they were of one mind as to the justice of the poet's scathing accusations they seemed to think it the best part of the fun so true you know said the duchess who had laughed most of all and took upon herself quite the airs of a queen the queen of hearts rose from her seat and said in a commanding tone saucy rogue off with his head but there was a grim smile on her majesty's countenance it was well understood that the ace of spades was a favorite at the card court the poet gave no sign of having even heard her sentence all throughout the applause he stood in a fine dejected attitude with his arms crossed and as much scorn on his countenance as it was possible for him to get there the white king was the only one of all the royal personages who had nothing to say alice had noticed several times during the exercises that he had seemed very drowsy nodding his head and then suddenly bracing himself up with the wide-awake air of a very sleepy person he was so sound asleep now that not even the noisy applause had disturbed him and alice thought it was rather fortunate the poem that he was to recite the one that had such a way of going to his head had not been altered as far as she knew and the prospect of his getting into a tantrum over it on the platform was rather distressing she hoped no one would wake him up when his turn came the bishop now came forward again this time with a strangely crestfallen air he had a book that alice saw at once was not his precious collection it was a much thinner volume bound in red he turned over the leaves with a very disheartened air and at last he said keeping the book open at a place he had found ladies and gentlemen life is not all sunshine sometimes it's even thunder and lightning as in the present case i beg leave announce to you that the worm has entered the bud my immortal work the only collection resembling it in the world perhaps i may add in this or any country i allude alas to my collection of poems suitable here he stopped and looked round furtively at the white king who was now however audibly as well as visibly asleep and then he went on in a louder voice suitable i repeat for all occasions being laid aside a moment to imbibe a harmless cup of tea the book my friends was not a cheshire cat and could not have disappeared without hands i had hoped for the pleasure of dripping those drops of moral wisdom upon your heads like honey from the honeycomb but i am forced to supply the omission i offer you by a vacuum filled by a selection from the pages of my unfortunate brother who not being able to collect himself you notice that he has not yet even found his own head has no more skill in collecting poems than a common hen seen to be picking hither and thither after trivial insects this twaddle i am about to give you is by royal request only dear little johann schmatz mein son der ist his father's joy mein lovely johann schmatz i wish you see my leetle boy when you come in mein house he have so many leetle tricks what no one find him out he fear dat hole mit stones und sticks dat stop das he steal mine worst what's that you call mine sausage from der shelf he steal his mother's cookies all he say he help himself he get a leetle nail one day he puts that in mine shoe a camel what is that i say the stick made true and true i tells not all them tricks by mer does too much pens and inks ach what that leel boy was dear as vat you cannot tinks

der neighbours in der house abaaf der calls him john de dutch some time dey say dey

I was the White Rabbit.

Lindsay was the Queen of Hearts.

Aaron was the Mad Hatter.

And Sarah was Alice.