You know long ago, my father brought me to go sky diving. Incredible experience, jumped through a cloud and everything. Why I remember the plane sputtering out and my dad went first, I watched him fall into the abyss. Just like that my dad was gone. I soon followed. Intense experience and I recommend it to anyone.
We had gone in the early morning and having a good relationship with my father we wanted to spend more time together (sorry
@putrid). We decided to go to a theme park and there we rode the biggest scariest rollercoaster. On the big first drop I remember feeling... nothing. No fear, just boredom. All the adrenaline and fear had been used up. It was just a glorified train ride at that point, my Dad agreed. The largest meanest rollercoaster we could find was just boring.
I was sent something that should have been funny just now and I found it the same kind of boring. How can a cat scratching at a box compete with ass napkins? How can Chantal eating herself to death while being beaten to death my an angry Egyptian man compete with it? Look at what you've done to me
@aediot. I cannot find laughter in anything for a few days.
You owe me. Post the spergout video.
