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Emptying one’s wallet for the family fee, Joining in linear solidarity with the crowd, Dripping profusely under the blazing sun, Creeping forward as if slower than a snail. Arriving at the moving beast’s head, Receiving envious glances from the tail, Stepping boldly forth at last, Following instructions. Strapping oneself into place, Shooting forward like a rocket into space, Spinning endlessly until quite dizzy, Screaming with sheer delight and fear. Dropping back to earth, Speeding faster than a thought, Leaving stomach far behind, Enjoying the absurdity of its apparent disappearance. Exhilarating, yet much too short, Seeking to repeat the thrill, Joining the waiting horde, Staring impatiently from the queue’s tail.
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Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 9:01 PM UTC
Summer fun
Emptying one’s wallet for the family fee, Joining in linear solidarity with the crowd, Dripping profusely under the blazing sun, Creeping forward as if slower than a snail. Arriving at the moving beast’s head, Receiving envious glances from the tail, Stepping boldly forth at last, Following instructions. Strapping oneself into place, Shooting forward like a rocket into space, Spinning endlessly until quite dizzy, Screaming with sheer delight and fear. Dropping back to earth, Speeding faster than a thought, Leaving stomach far behind, Enjoying the absurdity of its apparent disappearance. Exhilarating, yet much too short, Seeking to repeat the thrill, Joining the waiting horde, Staring impatiently from the queue’s tail.
I personally have never seen the appeal of amusement park rides, possibly because my inner pessimist is sure I’ll break my neck on one. How was my description, given I’ve never even been on a roller coaster ride?
Bother
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33/F/USA
Oct 27, 2018
Oct 27, 2018 at 9:01 PM UTC
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