Tight Squeeze

I took my daughter, Charlotte to Kentucky Kingdom today. We rode a couple of roller-coasters. The seat on the wooden coaster was pretty small. I almost had to grease myself up to get out of the seat when the ride was over.

It makes me wonder if we should have gotten ice cream afterward. I didn’t really expect them to put four scoops of chocolate chip ice cream into a waffle cone for me, but I ate all of it that didn’t drip onto my hands. Hence, next time I ride a roller-coaster, they may need to have the jaws of life ready so they can rip me from the seat if I get stuck.

Charlotte got most of her Superman ice cream on her face. She just aims at the general area of her mouth and if anything goes in, well great.

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