Trampoline Dinner Disaster

“Aw, Christ!” Mike groaned, wincing as he crushed up his mouthful into chunks small enough to swallow, “The turquoise tiles had just begun to shimmer!”

I jokingly suggested to Mike that maybe he would like to re-chew his mouthful to guarantee success, trying to divert his attention from the currently non-shimmering tiles.

“115,338 silkworm pupae on your mother’s house!” he replied with an angry look, obviously not pleased with my suggestion.

With that, we decided to boost ourselves back into our little scoot-mechanisms and move on.

Doctors of Madness “Suicide City” (buy)