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Went to Six Flags yesterday. And I totally got over the whole essential theme park irony of paying 25 bucks to stand (no, not sit, you spoiled prick) in line for three hours in the sweltering heat all to experience 30 glorious, stomach-wrenching, you-think-you're-going-to-die-but-you-aren't-really seconds of fear, pain and just negative emotion in general. It's so beautiful.
I is ded. From exhaustion. Still, it was fun. Kingda ka, their new monster coaster (also known as the sound you make when someone hits you in the gut) is supposed to be the largest in the world. 456 feet, baby. Not that I actually went on it. But damn, it looks cool.
Oh and the_hms_stfu got deleted. Shame but it was expected. When you court the wrath of the Good (but somewhat deranged) Ship Harmony that openly, you know you've got it coming. I've taken to trawling through fandom_wank incessantly to make up for the loss. As a result, my soul has died. Still, small price to pay for all of that stupidity.
I is ded. From exhaustion. Still, it was fun. Kingda ka, their new monster coaster (also known as the sound you make when someone hits you in the gut) is supposed to be the largest in the world. 456 feet, baby. Not that I actually went on it. But damn, it looks cool.
Oh and the_hms_stfu got deleted. Shame but it was expected. When you court the wrath of the Good (but somewhat deranged) Ship Harmony that openly, you know you've got it coming. I've taken to trawling through fandom_wank incessantly to make up for the loss. As a result, my soul has died. Still, small price to pay for all of that stupidity.