The Very Merry Un-Gangs of Disneyland

Droves of tattoo-sporting, vest-wearing nerds roam the Happiest Place On Earth. They don't make war, they say­—they make magic

The Very Merry Un-Gangs of Disneyland
Photographer: Austen Risolvato | Design: Dustin Ames
Model: Cory James

Check out our slideshow of Social Club vests HERE!

The guy is drunk. Obviously drunk. Shitfaced. Instead of joining the 10-person line politely waiting to use the men's room at Disney California Adventure, the twentysomething in an oversized T-shirt and low-slung hat cuts in front of the surprised, squirming guys and stumbles inside, desperate to take a piss.

"Hey, there's a line here," someone toward the front says.

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"Yeah? So what?" the man responds, puffing his chest and indiscriminately getting in people's faces. "Whoever wants to stop me can step up."

No one takes the challenge. Instead, they watch as the guy uses a urinal and washes his hands before coming to an empty paper-towel dispenser. Suddenly, he grunts and throws a quick hook, knocking the dispenser off the wall and sending it clattering onto the tile floor as a member of the custodial staff looks on.

A few moments after the cutter leaves, three tall, wide men, each wearing a denim vest adorned with patches and pins in the style of punks or motorcycle gangs, rush out of the bathroom, their heads swiveling as they look for him. They join a larger group of roughly a dozen men and women, some with small children, all with back patches proclaiming "The Wonderlanders SC," before catching a glimpse of the guy. He's now slightly slumped against a lightpost, looking at his phone.

"That's him," Sean Macready, the bearded founder/leader of the Wonderlanders Social Club, says. "Does anyone see security?"

Macready, a bear of a man, finds a cast member to relay a description to security as the guy finally lifts his head and begins to walk away. Their job done, the Wonderlanders start to make their way toward Goofy's Sky School, a night of fun and quizzical stares ahead of them.

The Wonderlanders is just one of dozens of similar social clubs claiming hundreds, if not thousands, of members that have formed in the past several years around the same premise: dress in the same, faux-tough way to rep your set at the Happiest Place On Earth. An air of mystery surrounds them: Many regular attendees and cast members barely notice the crews, only remembering them when prompted with clear descriptions and pictures. Some remember the clubs clearly and with disdain, after unpleasant and unfortunate interactions. But others still idolize them, joining and many times mimicking the groups—even starting their own.

These social clubs are a new generation of hardcore Disney fans, powered by Instagram and Facebook and made up of grandparents in their 60s, as well as teens and toddlers plodding along beside their parents. Only 10 years ago, their style—tattooed and plugged—would have banned them from the parks and made them outcasts among Disney fans. But now, with tolerance, if not approval, from the Mouse, the social clubs have found a playground to call their own.

Like the Goths of the 1990s or the hippies of the 1960s, they trek the park like a second home, occasionally mistaken for troublemakers and ne'er-do-wells. But unlike other groups, they're not at the parks to scare or intimidate. They're there for fun, for friendship—and to uphold Walt Disney's Magic Kingdom ideal.

"I hope they get that guy," Macready says, holding his 6-year-old daughter's hand. He and the Wonderlanders have just seen the bathroom bandit again, aimlessly walking the opposite direction from them. "He should be tossed out of the park. Sure, you can drink, but this is still a family park. What a bummer."

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"When Instagram started, three and a half years ago, [the Disneyland social club movement] was small, and everyone on it knew one another," says Adam Goetz. On weekdays, he's a San Jose-based general contractor and father, but during the five to 10 times each year that he makes it to his hometown of Anaheim, he's the Star Wars-tattoo-dotted, Storm Trooper-armor-wearing Jaster, a leader the Black Death Crew, among the largest and oldest Disney groups.

"Through Instagram, five of us became good friends. Some of us were [New York] Giants fans, so when the Giants went to the Super Bowl, I invited three random people I met on Instagram to my house," Goetz continues. "During the Super Bowl, we all decided to go to Disneyland on March 29, Ashley's [another co-founder] birthday. Our friend Nate [a third co-founder] from Kansas City, who couldn't make it to the Super Bowl, flew out, and when we all met at the front of the park, everyone was wearing black, randomly enough. Someone joked, 'Who died?' and it just kind of stuck. We were the Black Death Crew."

That was 2012, and the Crew initially found themselves strangers in a land they loved. Some had tattoos, multiple piercings or dyed hair, a far cry from the standard guise of a Disneyland-visiting family. From Main Street to Tomorrowland, the Matterhorn to the Resort's madcap spectacles, the visitors seemed better suited for a Germs show than Downtown Disney. Other parkgoers looked at them warily, wondering whether the Crew was there to rob them or just wanted to harmlessly hang out.

But by the beginning of 2013, similar groups began wandering the parks, enjoying one another's company and creating a style and ethos that others quickly aped. They began to garner attention because of the size of their groups and their choice of aesthetic—tattoos, denim, piercings. They distinguished themselves by wearing vests and patches reminiscent of motorcycle clubs but adorned with Disney pins and characters.

"We wanted something we could be comfortable in, that we could wear on hot days, and that was bold and spoke to our acceptance of our semi-outsider stance within the Disney fandom," says Nathan Rice, the founder of Walt's Misfits, one of the first social clubs. "The first few clubs were made up of similar tattooed weirdos, and I think the whole 'The Warriors' outlaw [motorcycle club] thing had an edge that we wanted to convey, even if that edge was ultimately tongue-in-cheek, it being Disneyland and all. In all honesty though, I'm sure the popularity of Sons of Anarchy had a lot to do with that idea being reached by multiple groups around the same time frame."

Michael Stout, an LA-based barber, is the co-founder of the Main Street Elite, one of the most visible clubs. "We started the Main Street Elite with the intention of bringing people together for their common love—some would say obsession—with Disney and the Disney parks," he says. "Being heavily tattooed and having somewhat of an 'alternative' image compared to the average Disney-goer, it was hard for us to mesh with the families you usually see at the park. So we decided we'll make our own Disney family, seeking out the rest of the Disney fanatics who were left with no one to go to the park with."

The clubs could be found throughout Disneyland and Disney California Adventure, doing everything en masse, from sitting at restaurants and waiting in line to taking over entire rides and filling standing sections at park events. They immediately sparked massive interest among Disney-watchers, a famously obsessive lot that treats any new trends among themselves with a mix of skepticism and glee.

The first public reference to the crews appeared April 2013 on MiceChat, among the oldest Disney fan websites. The forum post—titled "does anyone know the name of this crew?"—was styled like a police bulletin:

"10-20 people, men and women."

"'Hardcore' type, with gauged ears, wearing mostly black."

"Some with leather jackets, some with jean jackets. Some of them had some kind of 'crew' patch that said something like 'Main St. Disney Crew.'"

"Some of them had children."

The description left many of MiceChat's members confused. Replies filtered in slowly.

"Maybe it was just a family visiting the park."

"More likely a group of friends that has formed a club in going to the park, I had to guess."

It wasn't until hours later that someone with a quantum of knowledge answered.

"I've seen a few, similar to that, with jackets that say 'The Neverlanders.'"

The thread went quiet until a few days later, when a newly created account left a message.

"Hi, guys. I am Angel, the guy with the Donald Duck Patch. My wife and I started the First Disneyland Social Club, the Neverlanders Social Club. Now more have followed our lead. . . . We come from different walks of life with one common thing, the love for Disney. Feel free to ask any questions if you see us Neverlanders at the parks; always say hi."

Two posts later, MiceChat had its answer when a different newly created account left a message.

"Hello there, and as a matter of fact, here's the lead you're looking for. The group you saw is called Main Street Elite, and yes, as Angel put it, we are not the ones that started it all but do get noticed a whole lot more."

By then, other groups of friends and family began joining existing clubs or forming their own, some with as few members as two and others claiming membership in the thousands. Currently, more than 90 clubs exist with names such as Pix Pak, Disney Resort Imbeciles, Mickey's Outlaws, the Hitchhikers and Walt's Misfits. Most adopted the motorcycle club-style getups of already-existing clubs, adding their own flair (e.g., the Sons of Anakin hang light sabers from their vests), while others created their own getups.

For the most part, the social clubs do what you would expect most groups of Disney fanatics to do together despite their sort-of, but not-actually intimidating image: watch movies, trade pins and other memorabilia, visit the parks, and immerse themselves in all things Disney. One Saturday, Pix Pak, a group of Pixar-centric super-fans, prowled Disneyland, first watching Mickey and the Magical Map before visiting Buzz Lightyear Astro Blasters. Pix Pak wear varsity jackets and are named for Pixar's in-house volleyball team. Find them in the park, answer a question about Pixar trivia, and they'll give you a bottle-cap button modeled after the ones in Up.

The same day, Captain EO's Rag Tag Band met at their favorite attraction—the Michael Jackson Captain EO show—before visiting the rest of the park. That night, members of the Disney Resort Imbeciles, Walt's Misfits, Holidaylanders and Jungle Cruisers stalked a music extravaganza, some sipping cocktails lit by LED ice cubes.

The clubs occasionally intermingle, especially among the smaller- and medium-sized groups made up of families.

"We think it's great talking to and meeting other social clubs," says Vj Escote, an original member of Pix Pak. "It's awesome how each social club has its own way of 'doing the parks,' so when we hang out with them, which is usually every trip to the park, it's almost like experiencing the parks again for the first time. It's new again."

But club activities aren't just kept to inside the resort. Most groups host events outside of the parks—meet-ups, movie nights, parties and other miscellany.

"Outside of the park, our club has done everything from Halloween parties to birthday parties, to Thanksgiving dinners, camp outs, barbecues and good ol' fashioned Disney movie nights," Stout says. "We think of ourselves as a family, and we do everything a family would do."

Achieving membership varies among social clubs, but they almost universally employ an apprenticeship and invitation system. Most clubs initially recruited through social media—via Instagram, Facebook or Twitter—but are now favoring a more personal, one-on-one approach as they grow larger and more visible. Interested Disneygoers are encouraged to reach out to club members they see at the park, follow relevant Instagram hashtags, and interact and engage in whatever ways possible.

Some clubs require prospects to send a formal email or message requesting membership and attend scheduled meetups, where they go through a shadowing process that teaches them about the respective clubs and their codes of conduct, which for the most part requires regular park visits and treating cast members, other visitors and the park with the utmost respect. But for some groups, membership used to be as easy as posting a picture.

"Originally, people would approach us and ask to take a picture with us," says Goetz. "They'd post the picture and tag us, and we'd give them a thumbs up or a thumbs down. At the start, it was very loose.

"A year in, we started having people claim they were members, and the problems started," he continues. "People said that we were elitist or not real fans. Last year, we shut everything down and decided to start again. We told everyone that if they wanted to still be a part of us, to go back to their original picture and retag us. We started to give out membership numbers. It went from basically instant approval to a much longer process.

"During the last round of approvals in December, we had one guy who had waited seven months," Goetz concludes. "He never complained. That's the kind of people we want."

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During high-traffic nights, a corner of Disney California Adventure is blocked off to host the Mad T Party, the latest Disney Co. attempt at a hip, neon-fueled, sort-of-family-friendly faux rave, complete with thumping, quick EDM, an Alice In Wonderland cocktail party, and dancers recruited from local dance crews.

One weekend, Disney's house band, fronted by the "Mad Hatter" and "Alice," took their places in front of DJ White Rabbit's booth, backlit by numerous neon tubes. Stilt walkers dressed in purple, their elongated legs resembling those of wandering flamingos, wove through slam-dancing high schoolers and early twentysomethings half-jokingly grinding on one another. In the middle of it all were social-club members. Some groups met up, hugging and greeting as they texted members of other groups, inviting them to join them. Others, however, stood far apart, eyeing the crowd, separated from the greater social-club community by awkwardness, age and the expected riffs that happen whenever people join viral groups at the outskirts of accepted society.

Social clubs, both specific groups and the clubs as a whole, have attracted plenty of criticism from other Disneyland-goers as the clubs have grown more visible. Allegations of bad behavior, elitism, line cutting, turf wars, disability-assistance abuse and even drug use come up often when other hardcore Disney fans discuss the clubs. Real, actual motorcycle gangs have approached several of the clubs, prompting members to alter their attire or not wear their vests as often. Thanks in part to the unrestricted founding of new clubs, some Disney-goers began wearing vests while adhering to much less stringent codes of conduct and embarassing the movement in the process.

Walking around the parks, the clubs draw more than the quick glance. More often than not, when one group passes another, members turn their heads, eyes fixated on the shrinking lettering that adorns the backs of the vests. When social-club members meet friends already in line, it's obvious. When club members are drinking, it's obvious. Anything vest-wearing club members do is obvious.

"The park used to be strict on 'line-jumping,' but lately, they've been really lenient," says an annual-passport holder from San Francisco who requested anonymity. "We were in line for the Disney Live show at Disney California Adventure last July, directly behind a family wearing matching vests. . . . I thought it was just a family thing. About 30 minutes later, five minutes prior to the doors opening, a group of adults all wearing matching vests hopped over the barriers to join them. My 2-year-old nephew said, 'Hey! All these people just came in front!' None of them seemed to care.

"The worst was one night when my son wanted to go on the Monsters, Inc. ride while the Mad T Party was happening," the passport holder continues. "We had to walk through crowds of Disney gangs only to find that right at the ride entrance, a group of them was smoking weed. We told the ride operator, and she said they take issues like that very seriously. We rode the ride, and when we got off, she approached us to let us know that the group was still there outside the ride, and they were still smoking. Because it was a large group of males, she didn't feel comfortable approaching them, so she called security."

Multiple anti-social club Twitter and Instagram accounts with names such as "stopmakingscs" and "nomorescs" sprung up to highlight bad behavior and troll the clubs. Larger clubs found themselves specifically targeted by facetious accounts and social clubs—Main Street Elite by the short-lived "Lame Street Elite" and the Neverlanders by "NeverGrowUp SC."

"It'll be interesting to look back five years from now and see where the Disneyland social club trend went," tweeted Andy Castro, a prominent Disney blogger who writes a regular column about the parks on MiceChat, on Oct. 8, 2013. (He declined to be interviewed for this story, referring instead to comments he had already made on Twitter.) "The claim that social clubs are just 'misunderstood' is fascinating because they're misunderstood by design. . . . Exclusive clubs that only accept members after performing various rituals; wearing appropriated biker gang attire to the park in groups . . ."

A month earlier, a Twitter account belonging to a nonexistent social club connected to Castro alleged that a physical confrontation between clubs had actually happened, that two members of different clubs had fought over turf. "Our friends in Disney security shared an interesting story with us about two rival Disneyland social clubs that will remain unnamed," reads the start of a series of tweets on Sept. 1, 2013, by Wig Wags SC. "Turns out these two clubs had a fight, yes, a real fight over whose turf a specific location belonged to. What is the location, you ask? Redd Rocket's Pizza Port."

The rumor was quickly dismissed as hearsay on forums, and no corresponding police report matching the published details of the incident is on file at the Anaheim Police Department. But the allegation obviously disturbed the social clubs. Their members came out in force to try to calm down any negative reaction. "I have been an AP [annual-pass holder] for the past 12 years," wrote Neverlanders co-founder Angel Mendoza on MiceChat. "Again, the fight mentioned above has not occurred; all of the social clubs that exist are in contact with one another, so we would have known of any alleged fight."

Macready added, "As the founder of a social club, I find this blatantly false rumor very unnerving. The Neverlanders, Main Street Elite, Hitchhikers and the rest are being made out to be ruffians, when in all honesty, they are some of the most amazing people I have ever met in my life. . . . If you were to take the time to talk to someone in one of our clubs, you will find that we're all just big Disney geeks, and this is a way for us to get together in the parks and celebrate everything Walt built for us."

Disney, at this point, has been mostly mum about the clubs but is aware of their existence. Though the park has turned away guests for attire issues before (gang attire is disallowed, and you won't find a Hells Angels or Mongols cut in the park), Disney officially welcomes the social clubs. "We are fortunate to have guests who share such a strong affinity for the Disneyland Resort," says Disneyland spokesperson Kevin Rafferty Jr. when asked about the groups.

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The current wave of social clubs isn't the first time youth groups have swarmed Disneyland and made others uncomfortable. In the late 1960s, Disneyland dealt with hippies and anarchists, most infamously in the 1970 Yippie invasion of Disneyland, which saw hundreds of "long hairs" conquer Tom Sawyer Island, block major thoroughfares, get into fights with security and police, and force an early, unexpected closure—one of only two times Disneyland has officially closed early for a non-private event. (The other time was 9/11.) The park dealt with legitimate gang issues in the 1970s and 1980s; in the late 1990s came an influx of teenagers, drawn by more youth-centric attractions and a dramatic drop in the cost of an annual pass. Disneyland became popular with "Gothics," who formed what might be the first proto-social club: the Disneyland Arcane Crew (DAC).

"Teenagers in Mohawks, dog collars and anarchy patches crowding Tomorrowland," reads a 1997 Los Angeles Times article. "Groups of ghoulishly dressed youths in the parking lots of Disneyland and nearby businesses, some drinking or smoking joints and sending tourists walking the other way."

The crowds pushed the Anaheim Police Department into a zero-tolerance enforcement, citing youths on the blocks surrounding the resort for crimes as light as jaywalking.

"They are just misdirected delinquents rather than gang members, but they are all the heck everywhere," Anaheim Officer Dave Wiggins told the Times during the peak of the DAC. "And when they have been drinking, they taunt tourists, they use spray paint, they throw bottles, camp out . . . It's kind of turned the tourist area into a free-for-all."

Though there was very little real crime related to the DAC, their presence worried many of the other guests.

"I tell you, it's something different," Heather Armand, a mother from Palm Springs, told the Times. "You don't really expect it here because it's a family place, and they're not real good examples for young kids. It gives you that element of uneasiness I never had here before. . . . You just don't feel safe anymore."

The Goths disappeared when Tomorrowland—especially popular among them—closed for renovation, and cast members from that period remember them as mostly harmless. "I'd see them all the time near the Matterhorn," says Kenny Vee, a former Disneyland cast member who worked from 1994 to 1997 and 2002 to 2004. "I never knew them to be much of an issue, except for intimidating some guests."

And while many of the complaints about the DAC are still made today about the social clubs, there is one major difference: No one has complained to the police or Disneyland. And that may be because many of the social clubs now have used their numbers, visibility and skills to help others.

Charitable work has become a large part of what many social clubs do, both for their own members and for the greater community. The Neverlanders raised more than $5,000 during the last CHOC Walk In the Park benefitting the Children's Hospital of Orange County. In the aftermath of Typhoon Haiyan, Pix Pak sent more than 15 boxes of supplies and food to the Philippines. Many of the Black Death Crew's members are involved with the 501st Legion, a Star Wars costuming organization that sends squads of Storm Troopers to fan-based charity events free of charge.

"The Black Death Crew isn't a social club; it's a social charity," Goetz says. "We like to be more personal with our charity. We have members from all walks of life, so we encourage people to do what they can for people who we know will appreciate it. They can give money, send cards, toys, make things. It's nice to do anything that we can."

Main Street Elite first came together to support one of their member's sons, who was diagnosed with leukemia last year. They plan to make charity a larger part of their organization moving forward. "Like any other family, we knew we needed to step up and help them," Stout says. "We raised more than $4,000 for all of his medicine and medical care. . . . We've also come together for Toys for Tots and other events for any member that needs our help. We help our MSE family as much as possible, and when a family member falls, you pick them up."

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On a recent Sunday night, the Wonderlanders crowded into a Tower of Terror elevator in the last minutes before Disney California Adventure closed. The 11 members of the club filled most of the rows, with a few smaller groups sitting in the front seats. The Wonderlanders buzzed, as the ride prepared to send off its final car of the night.

"Is it anyone's birthday tonight? Or is anyone celebrating anything?" the cast member in charge asked.

After a few seconds of silence, the Wonderlanders started speaking up.

"It's my un-birthday!"

"Mine, too!"

"And mine!"

As other members joined in, a girl at the front, slight and not yet out of her teens, meekly raised a hand to just below her shoulder.

Macready noticed immediately, calming down the crowd and pointing her out. "Wait, guys, we have a hand up there," he said.

"It's actually my birthday," the girl nearly whispered to the cheers of the Wonderlanders.

"What's your name?" Macready asked.

"Claire."

Simultaneously, the Wonderlanders burst into a rendition of "Happy Birthday," turning Claire a slight shade of scarlet. It was the ninth time that day they had sung someone a song.

"Everyone talks about the magic of Disneyland," Macready says. "I completely believe in it. When I was 20, I worked full-time as an EMT, but I got a job at Disney, too. After my shifts, I would hang around and people-watch. Sure, you see some people sort of forcing their kids to have fun because they paid so much to get into the park, but you see genuine moments, too. As a cast member, it was amazing to be able to think, 'I'm part of this; I get to make magic happen.' The club still hold those values today.

"That's what I expect of the Wonderlanders," Macready concludes. "If you see trash, pick it up. If you see a family that's having trouble—a mom taking a picture of a dad with kids, and then the dad taking a picture of the mom and kids—help them out. That's a magical moment they can remember for the rest of their lives, and it doesn't take that much effort. One of the girls we sang 'Happy Birthday' to came up to me afterward and said it was the best birthday she had ever had. It's awesome that we get to do that for someone, that we get to make magic."

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dj.jbras
dj.jbras

Just to be clear, my problem with them is not the fact they wear a vest or even have a social club or even what they are about, my problem is the 3 patches. Something real MC's wear. There are hundreds of social clubs around the world that only wear "one" patch not to be confused for a real MC. People have to earn that third patch.


My best friend owns and operates a tattoo shop. Knowing that I know a lot of real MC guys here in NC, he asked me what he thought about their shop getting real MC jackets or even becoming an MC. I told him let me check on that. I went and consulted a few of my buddies in the Outlaws (all former combat Marines vets btw). They told me the only way they could wear 3 patches was if they came under them or another MC in NC. As 3 patches were for real MC's. At that point, I wanted to consult my buddy Storm as he is the NC president of the Ruff Ryders, a real social club that most people are aware of. I spoke with him about it and he said the reason they wear 1 patch was due to being a social riding club. 


So, there is it. It's not about the patch, the vest or the mission, it's about the number of patches.Another note, there are some military and christian MC's that are not considered "gangs" but are respected by the other real MC's, knowing that a lot of them have military service in common (which is how biker gangs even started).


To be even more specific. There are tons of Disney social gangs that you can tell clearly that they are not real MC's. But, the principle is still there. There are newer "un-gangs" popping up that don't have as friendly of names. Point in case, the "Black Death Crew". Even their logo looks like a ripped off SoA logo. This is the club that finally made me irate at this whole social club (3 patches) thing. Even this crew says they are not just about going to Disney, nor do they wear the patches just in the park. This is going to cause someone to lose a life, over what? Trying to look cool?


I was in a street gang my entire teenage life, even into adulthood. You have to earn the right for a lot of this. It's not just given and you can't just buy the right online. Over 20 of my friends and close friends have died from gang and biker gang related run ins. It's disrespectful to the real MC's that put in actual work everyday all day.

tixeon10
tixeon10

As an actual motorcycle club member; and an annual passholder, fuck these people - they're CULTURE VULTURES. I am not asking to wear my cut into the park, but these fictional playtime crews try to emulate and disrespect what some of us work hard and dedicate serious time and love to by turning it into something it's not.

That being said; I wish I never encounter them outside park grounds, there would be trouble.

lisafrank
lisafrank

these poor people just need to belong to something.

brianguy
brianguy

the reason for these "SCs" is that OCWeekly ran out of actual Disneyland rats to write about, so some rat type humans started to form these clubs to give them new material.  also sorry but if you're a "San Jose based" anything, your hometown is not Anaheim... though maybe it used to be.  and no I'm not claiming anything to do with Anaheim either.

miller9
miller9

Thank you Charles Lam for reporting and Austen Risolvato for the excellent  slideshow.

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

Sad to see the neglected hipsters with insta tats and MC vests roaming disneyland with their fat girlfriends. Guess nothing is sacred anymore without retards trying to "Keep it G" - I want to see them pull their disney shit in a real Gang area, watch them get their asses whooped up and down the block.

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

Sounds like a bunch of faggots if you ask me.

MickeylandReport
MickeylandReport

Groups like the Disneyland Pulse, Mouse4Life, and the Disneyland Fan Club are much older, larger and better known than the groups discussed in this article. I was surprised the article writer didn't at least mention them as well. It would have given a broader picture, I think.

Highway39
Highway39

A few friends and I have AP's. Know what our favorite ride is? The bench, because that place is a FREAK SHOW on parade as demonstrated by this article. 

Heftyclefty
Heftyclefty

They should've mentioned the dead mickeys . One of the heaviest Disney crews I've seen around . These dudes look like squatter punx

amj1987
amj1987

I've actually been really curious about seeing all these Disney gangs over in the Magic Kingdom but I wish a better writer could have covered it. Six pages of run-ons and just poor journalism makes me, what is it? A sad panda? :(

smk5
smk5

Finally someone has done an article about these social clubs at Disneyland. I used to be a Cast Member at the Disneyland Resort, and many of these social club goers were the nicest Guests I ever had interactions with. Always made a point to stop and say hello to ask how my shift was going so far, or to just talk about anything Disney. Yes, their "look" is a unconventional for Disneyland, but their love of Disneyland is their best quality. Don't let the negative actions of a few social club members skew your view of all social club members. 

Razorwyre
Razorwyre

This demonstrates that there is absolutley nothing that people will take too far and fucking ruin.

taker2869
taker2869

I WILL HAVE MY VENGEANCE ON ALL SOCIAL CLUBS!

Daniel Herrera
Daniel Herrera

I wanna know how to join I'm an annual premium card holder

Valerie Herlihy
Valerie Herlihy

They shouldn't sell alcohol at this kind of place. Its for families not drunks.

Benner Magoo
Benner Magoo

Charles Oviedo Haha remember when we'd go to Disneyland every day? Never thought we should wear matching outfits haha what a joke

Benner Magoo
Benner Magoo

Jesus that's the dumbest thing I've ever read.

Nikki Campbell
Nikki Campbell

This just ugh. I'm not going to even bother. I thought I have seen it all.

Fred Pichay
Fred Pichay

Andrew Trespando it's the churro challenge

twistytree
twistytree

@dj.jbras Completely , two different types of social "gangs" going on here. Big deal, if Disney type is a mere cartoon-ized version of a real-world gang. Don't get all bent outta shape about patches. It only makes your own brand look stupid - and nobody outside your social club gives a (Donald) "Duck."

Besides, as soon as one of those Disney social clubs starts to cause trouble, as in, acting like "they're the one's in charge" then, "THE MOUSE" gonna knock 'em all outta Fantasyland. I would not even advise real-world gangs go messin' w/ "Da Mouz." Seriously, fools, don't even try to sniff dat cheez. Go wish upon a star somewhere else.

twistytree
twistytree

@tixeon10 ...and guess who'd be arrested for acting a fool? Leave them to their fantasy. Bigger things need attention. Disney "gangs" are like folks dressing up as Native Americans for Halloween. Often, what seems like a fun idea, actually, is disrespectful to the People you are dressing up as. 

Besides, once a couple of those Disney "gangs" start causing trouble over "who's the boss, " they will, all, get their butts whooped by "The Mouz." --- End of problem via Trademark violations. 

Trust me, if Disney can take down daycare centers (nationwide) that, without permission. paint Disney characters on the playground fences, then, I think they are just heartless and Corporate-identity protective enough to obliterate social gangs using Disney icons and themes on their costume gangwear.

dj.jbras
dj.jbras

@tixeon10 I hate these f'n people! 3 patches are earned, not bought online! And for everyone defending them about them being a Soical Club, so are the Ruff Ryders and they don't wear 3 patches for the same reason. 3 patches means MC! These asshats are nothing but posers! People lose their life over these patches everyday and these clown just want to play dress up and look like Jax Teller.

joshlicon
joshlicon

God forbid someone not in an mc wear a vest with patches i better beat them up. (Sarcasm) in case you didnt know

world_infamous1969
world_infamous1969

Insta-tats are you upset that Thanx to technology and tattoo conventions ppl can actually get awesome tattoos as their first tattoo? Sorry if you have a bunch of shitty tattoos cus you got em when a lot of tattooers were learning their skill not prefecting it. You know who calls ppl "Hipsters"? hipsters get over yourself. Most of the ppl in these clubs come from music sub-cultures weather it be the rockabilly/Psychobilly scene the hardcore/straight edge lifestyle or Skinheads and Punx. When it comes to your comment about gang areas you have know idea where we live or who we grew up with. Maybe we do live and hang out in gang areas outside of the OC and are all good with the Homies. Plus what's wrong with fat chicks? you size-ist Fuck!

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

@Heftyclefty Oh yeah real heavy, bet they give each other heavy handjobs behind the matterhorn

world_infamous1969
world_infamous1969

They sell Beer & wine at the Zoo and Sea World too and local Swapmeets like Sata fe Springs and the OC market place. It's everywhere it's just a sign of the times

BillxT
BillxT topcommenter

Beer is sold at pretty much every amusement park in Germany, I've never seen a drunk there. I'm sure it happens, but if they're going to get drunk they'll just bring their own anyway. Spare me your banal petty mores.

world_infamous1969
world_infamous1969

What's the difference between these guys and the Johnson Family Reunion or the Ortiz Family Annual Disneyland trip they're both two groups of 10+ ppl wearing matching outfits Tshirts/hoodies...

dj.jbras
dj.jbras

@world_infamous1969 It's not even about the vest or being a social club, it's about the 3 patches. The Ruff Ryders are a social club too and you don't see them going around wearing 3 patches and they do have the numbers to back it up. 

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

@world_infamous1969 You sound like an insecure dope, cry baby. Go drink some more of mommys breastmilk and come back at me. Guess what, all those tattoos? Permanent. Good luck finding a respectable job, because you had to "Keep it Gangster." you and all of your Kat Von D rejects. I feel sorry for all of you, mutilating your body so you can feel appreciated by the world. I only get tattoos when it means something, not because I want a "Bad ass Wave and Koi fish to signify absolutely nothing." -  What these people don't realize when they cover themselves in ink-shit, not everyone accepts them except other ink-shit covered people. Permenently marked low class. Good luck with that. I respect prison inmates who get a tattoo every time they shank someone, more than some dipshit who wanted to fit in at the  local hipster dive bar and signify the loss of his virginity with a heart.Nobody gives a shit! It's really sad young people think covering their arms in tattoos will make them unique. Just makes them a unique piece of trash. And real MOTORCYCLE clubs would TRASH you disneyland fanboys. As for fat chicks, THEY'RE FAT AND DISGUSTING, THAT'S WHATS WRONG. Take notes and thank me later.

CalebKabalsDisneyBF
CalebKabalsDisneyBF

@CalebKabal Hey, just because I told you I was in a Disney club while you were blowing me behind the Matterhorn doesn't mean we all do that. Remember? You wanted to stick your finger in my b-hole but we didn't have time because our Space Mountain fast passes were about to expire? You had me blow my load on your Churro so you could eat it like a Cinnabon. Miss you! XO

BillxT
BillxT topcommenter

A bit obsessed with faggots and handjobs, aren't we?

world_infamous1969
world_infamous1969

Allow me to retort, some of the heavily tattooed ppl in these clubs are succesful business owners or ppl who have high paying jobs in other companies so your whole theory of not getting a good job cus your sleeved up is out the window. 2nd if you read a book you'd understan that the koi and "finger waves" actually do symbolize something it's not just badass imagery you ignorant fuck, a lot of the tattoos ppl have do symbolize milestones in their lives not just cool things to put on your body. We aren't getting tattoos to be unique snowflakes we get em ask to mark events in our lives or to decorate our body like an old suitcase with stamps or stickers from all the places we've traveled. I'm sure all you have is a bunch of memorial tattoos or your wife and kids names, that's too bad.... As for MCs we respect them, some of us ride and some of us have family in local clubs they know what we do and they know we aren't dissing them so shut it down. My last statement to you is "the bigger the berry, the sweeter the juice" you don't like fat chicks perfect more big titty big booty mamas for me. peace!

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

@CalebKabalsDisneyBF @CalebKabalDamn bro that only took you a week to come up with that shit congrats? Are you sensitive I am talking trash on your disney crew? I'm sorry. Go around and be merry, hipster tatted fags with fat girlfriends.

CalebKabal
CalebKabal

@CalebKabalsDisneyBF @CalebKabaldamn bro it only took you a week to come up with that shit. Good job fag. BTW, have fun getting it from your "disney gang" buddies, bunch a pantywipe hipsters.

 
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