So, yesterday we took the Junior High to Dorney Park and Wild Water Kingdom. We had a great time. There were little to no lines, and it was just a great day spent together. I have discovered something about myself.
I am Getting OLDER
Yesterday I went on several roller coasters and some other rides, and we were having a great time. Then I met this fellow. When I was a young buck, I would have ridden this fellow till he was subdued. I would have broken that wild stallion. Yesterday??? Not so much… I’d like to introduce you to a little machine called the Revolution.
Expectant mothers around the world are exuberantly sending their beloved spouse to Dorney Park to ride this one ride. Why you may ask? So that we the “dogs” that brought you to the state in which you find yourself, can only begin to get a glimpse of what morning sickness is like. I literally had to close my eyes, and prepare myself for whatever was going to come out of my throat next. I wasn’t sure if it was going to be CO2 or partially digested Everything Bagel with butter. Either way, I was holding my stomach for dear life.
This brings about only 1 question…
Who designed this mammoth torture device? Seriously. Why would you do this to your fellow man!
This brings about 1 suggestion…
Maybe rename it “Morning Sickness” or only allow expectant dads to be on… Save the rest of us…
It brings about only 1 thought…
I paid to feel this way!
~Peter