17 July 2007

64 oz. to freedom

needed a masking tape redo for this one ...
[Brooklyn--Dear John -- Walking through the chicken coop that is the line to The Cyclone roller coaster, Molly and I considered the lunch we had just eaten: hot dogs, fries and a 64-ounce old-fashioned lemonade. Probably not a good idea before getting on a roller coaster that, according to local legend, caused a mute man to say, "I feel sick" when he exited the ride. At the end of our ride, I was too dazed to talk. Molly said, "Get me out of here." A worker asked, "Ride again? 4 dollars?" No thanks, but it was a cool experience. And no more hot dogs for the day either. Love, John]

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