I loved Six flags growing up...I mean I really did. I mostly remember going with Ang and my cousin Brian. I’m pretty sure you guys love going with your cousins, than the park itself.
The lines getting in were crazy...I think you had more patience than I did. It was worth a pretzel treat...only because I could afford 2 at 8$ a pop. I couldn’t stomach the $12 price tag on a hot dog, so after you got a few rides in you were ready to hit the road and get a more affordable lunch at Culvers!
This picture is to remind me that I should never go in another rollarcoaster again.
This picture above is to remind me about the comment I heard you make on the ride home.
“When I fly down on the Superman ride I have to squeeze/hold my butt!”
The best comment was after riding this ride all by yourself. You may be wiser than your years but if you think a lady sitting next to you did something wrong by saying “Holy shit!”...then I might have a few more years of innocence to enjoy.
My lesson to you is first you say it....then you do it! I hope you can recover if that ever happens to you:)
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