
The important thing is that I am jazzed as hell about these:
boardwalk!
amusement rides!
getting sand in your crotch!
being horribly burned!
weird tchotchkes!
unhealthy food items!
smelling of the sea!
possibly having to find Brock if he wanders off in a stupor at 2am (don't do it)!
It's going to be swell. Also, apparently on the itinerary is some kind of all-you-can-eat seafood buffet, and indulging in intemperance afterwards. Surefire SUCCESS.
I should not fail to mention that this past weekend was also some times. Brock, Kyle, Alyssa, and I went to Kennywood on Saturday, the best day anyone has ever had at an amusement park
because the weather forecast kept a lot of people home. A brief storm shower around noon was enough of a deterrent that the rest of the day we had hardly any lines to wait in, which meant for several turns on basically whatever we liked. Facts we have gathered:- Aliens fucking hate travelling in a straight line. It's on account of their innards always swirling.
- Brock will escalate from a few chuckles to an unstoppable torrent of laughter while riding the Swing Shot, every time. I wish I had gotten pictures of this.
- The Die Hard arcade game is the best ever.
- Kennywood's rollercoasters can achieve such dramatic drops because of the Unique Geography of Pittsburgh (tm).
- Brock can stop time and/or cause a miracle to happen if he loses his sunglasses in mid-air on a rollercoaster.
A+ time. Would attend amusement park again.

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