The Giant Dipper

“Are you sure this roller coaster is safe, Brandon?”

“Sure it is! The Giant Dipper has been around since nineteen-twenty-one. Do you think it would still be running if it wasn’t safe?”

“Well, I dunno. Wouldn’t you rather ride the Looff Carousel?”

“Aw, c’mon, Val! That carousel is even older than the Dipper! Where is your sense of adventure?”

“My sense of adventure thinks it's stupid to get on a wooden roller coaster that's probably got termites. Besides, the carousel has brass rings.”

“Look, Val, if you ride this with me once, we’ll ride the carousel and any other ride you desire.”

“Okay, but if I get sick, you’re going to pay for that for a long time.”

“Yeah, yeah! We’re next! Let’s go! Oh this is gonna be so much fun!”

“Is this bar the only thing to keep us in the car?”

“They say the first dip is the scariest!”

“Brandon, I think I’ve changed my mind. I want off.”

“Oh no you don’t! The ride is getting ready to go!”

“No! I want off!”

“C’mon, Val. When we reach the top, throw your hands up in the air! You’ll feel like you’re flying.”

“Are you insane? I’m not letting go of the only thing that is going to save my life! When’s this thing gonna reach the top?”

“Val, your knuckles are turning white. Let go of the bar and relax.”

“Let go of my hands Bran..Oh..My..gawd! EEEKKKK!!!”

“ARGHHHH! My balls! Leggo of my balls!”

“ohmygawd ohmygawd ohmygawd!”

“Val! LET GO!”

“EeeeK!”

“Leggo of my balls, Val!”

“Wow! This isn’t as bad as I thought! C’mon! Throw your hands up! Here comes the next dip!”

“Ow! My nose! You hit me in the nose!”

“Wheeeeeeeee!”

“Oohhh! I’m bleeding!”

“Yeee hawww! This is fun!”

“I’m gonna be sick!”

“Oh, Brandon! I’m so glad you talked me into this!”

“Urgh urgh urgh!”

“Aww, the ride’s over! Do you Wanna ride it.. Oh my gawd, Brandon! What happened to you? Why are you walking funny? Are you okay?”

“No, Val. I’m not okay. I've just about had my nads eviscerated. I've been busted in the nose and I am wearing my breakfast all over my jeans. Now, let’s go find the restrooms and then we’ll go on that nice, safe carousel ride.”

“Cool! Do you think you can grab a brass ring for me? And I‘m hungry. Can we get a couple of foot-long hot dogs and a beer?”

“Ugh, don’t mention food! Do you have some tissues? I’m getting blood all over my shirt.”

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