Cedar Point was pretty sweet. Hit up every roller coaster before eating lunch. Then did a few a couple extra times.
Lesson of the day: Apparently girls boobs have "air time" in 0-G situations, just like the rest of the human body.
Moral of the day: Don't buy food or drink at Cedar Point. It is a rip off. Stick it to the man, tough it out.
Heres an ad from ESPN. (On a background of steak)
We LOVE Vegetarians.
More Beef For Us.
Question of the Day: Would you have a romantic relationship with a vegetarian?
No.
Just when you're slicing through that perfectly grilled steak/chicken/fish/veal/venison/phesent/pork/meat you might:
A. Recive a look of death for slaughtering an "innocent creature".
B. Be self-concious while anticipating said look.
C. Realize your steak is cold because you were politely waiting for her "vegitarian lasagnia."
D. Have spent a lot of time preparing two separate meals.
E. You're not a man if you don't master your own grill. And if you don't grill, well, you die.
F. Actually love it, then recive wrath later, for some unknown and unexplicable reason.