I heard from someone who works at our local Six Flags that he is actually a she, made up to look like an old fart who can dance. All that head rubber must be hot. Unlike him (or her).
I forced my BigSis on the Six Flags roller coaster once and she was totally freaked out, but once the ride ended she kinda liked it. It was a spectacular ride, until it caused so many chiropractic maladies they had to re-do because the lawsuits started piling up. Anyway, we meandered around a while afterwards and ended up eating burgers, fries and root beers. Once we were done eating I suggested we ride the roller coaster again, and she said, "We just ate!" I reminded her, "It's not a stomach thing, it's a neck and back thing." So we got back on. The damn thing blew one of the lenses right out of my sunglasses. But we did not puke.
I heard from someone who works at our local Six Flags that he is actually a she, made up to look like an old fart who can dance.
ReplyDeleteAll that head rubber must be hot.
Unlike him (or her).
Oh man. Isn't the puke enough?
ReplyDeleteI forced my BigSis on the Six Flags roller coaster once and she was totally freaked out, but once the ride ended she kinda liked it.
ReplyDeleteIt was a spectacular ride, until it caused so many chiropractic maladies they had to re-do because the lawsuits started piling up.
Anyway, we meandered around a while afterwards and ended up eating burgers, fries and root beers.
Once we were done eating I suggested we ride the roller coaster again, and she said, "We just ate!"
I reminded her, "It's not a stomach thing, it's a neck and back thing."
So we got back on.
The damn thing blew one of the lenses right out of my sunglasses.
But we did not puke.
I heard that Six Flags is in financial trouble, so this character may pass on of its own accord.
ReplyDeleteOn an unrelated note, my verification word is bunslimp. I resemble that remark.
i've had it with that twisted old fruit. scares the shit outa me.
ReplyDeleteword verification: napinest.
I always hated that old fart. He's annoying, he can't dance and he has the worst taste in music in the world.
ReplyDeleteMr. Six = One flag.
No Mr. Six = Six flags. No Mr. Six, more fun for myself.