I was anti roller-coaster at Emmett's age, got peer-pressured into finally going on one and I hated it. As soon as I felt well enough to stand once it was over, I clocked the guy who'd talked me into it in the head.
I heart Jessica. I did Space Mountain when I was around 20 and confirmed that I don't like coasters. It didn't make me sick, it was just the opposite of fun. I think I'm allergic to adrenaline.
But I didn't clock anyone, partly because the guy who talked me into it was my dad.
The sudden, strange power of a wrinkled nose and a pout...
Was there that sound that Samantha made on
Bewitched?
Was there that sound that Samantha made on Bewitched?
That's
what that was.
Thank dog I'm not reliving
I Dream of Jeannie
instead.
I like the up and downy rides (it's possible I have an adrenaline addiction) but can't take the teacups. Or IMAX movies about the space shuttle.
When I was a kid, I was scared of rollercoasters, but loved the super pukey spinny rides. Now I'm the opposite. Well, less scared of the spinny rides as averse to puking.
Teacups are just good fun!
I have also never had a good time on the bumper cars. Like REALLY bad times on them. Gave me driving anxiety that lasted until learner's lessons.
Rollercoasters == fun. Spinny rides == cookie tossing.
I have also never had a good time on the bumper cars. Like REALLY bad times on them.
Like when your car won't go because the steering wheel is turned the wrong way or cars have you pinned somewhere and then someone just keeps ramming into you over and over?
I'm with Gudanov, spinny rides make me nauseous. I even turn green on relatively speedy ferris wheels. Roller coasters are loads of fun though!
Yes, Reza is very common in Farsi. On top of that, I was born on the eve of Imam Reza (a descendant of Mohammad), so even if my parents had a different boy name chosen, it wouldn't have mattered.
As a side note, when I was 7 or 8 and visiting Iran, I got to go to the Mosque of Imam Reza. It is supposed to be good luck for a boy to touch the shrine but sacrilege for a girl. My family had dressed me as a boy, so I wouldn't have to worry about a chador . Other worshipers saw me and body surfed me to the front so I could have the honor of touching the shrine.