I found a soul mate....

Please desecrate the original theme:

"The first and only time I ever visited the Magic Kingdom was when my wife-to-be took me there in my mid-twenties. The very first ride we went on was 'It's a Small World.' By the end of the ride I was so freaked out that I was convinced the dolls were whispering, 'you must kill Mommy and Daddy' to the children. Maybe this is because I remain a Warner Brothers kid when it came to cartoons, but there it is."
Question to readers: has anyone else had a bad Magic Kingdom experience, or does my reaction indicate the absence of a soul?