Really, how do you not ride it. Thankfully, the safety was on.
While on a trip to Epcot center, I was ambushed by a troll. Through my razor sharp intellect and lightning fast wardrobe changes, I was able to distract him long enough to land the death blow.
Why else would you wear this ungodly shade of yellow? You want to be like me!
It was bigger than me. I could have been crushed. However, I conquered it.
On the day of January 20th, in Washington DC, I applied a combination half-moose and razz taunt directly to a small group of extra hateful people presuming to speak for god on a variety of issue ranging from homosexuality to politics to frogs?
While at the New York Botanical Gardens, I mistook a cactus for a comfortable seat with less than desirable results.
Under the guise of getting my photo taken with the Champ, I worked my way past his security and when he least expected it, WHAM! When I woke up in my coma 2 weeks later, I peed blood and when I finished that, I posted this brag. Totally worth it!