Slap me with a turkey leg and call me a wench! We finally circled back to that Medieval Times convo. Who cares about historical accuracy when there's dragons blood on the menu. Staying with the dinner theater theme, Ashley teaches us about the once named Dixie Stampede: a place where historical truth is not an option but something that is haphazardously assigned as you walk in the door. Let's find our way to the kingdom, shall we?