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May 16, 2004 18:59

I went to Kennywood. As usual, it rained, like it has been doing almost every year since Fifth Grade. It sure did suck too, when Ben decided to go on the Raging Rapids twice. Once, I got my seat under the water the waterfall. Reasonably bad, but oh well. But I went on it again, with a bunch of assholes who got out of their seat when they were going to get hit by the waterfall and they stuck my shoes in the quickly accumulating water. Why the fuck do people get out of their seat when it is against the rules and they also went on the ride to get wet? I hate moron children.

So accordingly, I walked around with my shoes that were ridiculously wet. They were okay the first time, but being drowned made me suffer a lot more. Even though I did not get the waterfall the second time, somebody endangered themselves so that they would not be cold and miserable like they went on the ride so that they would be. Great self-sacrifice, you gave up getting a bit wet so my shoes could get absolutely fucking soaked.

Then I went on the Thunderbolt. I felt the rain stinging the hell out of my face. Gave it a nice clean though.

So then Ben and I left, and had some spare time,
and he and I decided we would like to rhyme.
We said many things before my mother came by
and with how long it took my sister to leave, I thought she did die.
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