Future Husband knows that a deal-breaker for me, with regard to children (should we decide to procreate) is trampolines.
They are pointless - there are other ways to have fun, and I've just seen too much. Not a lot in life is predictable, but the odds of landing safely after propelling oneself haphazardly into the air.. well, it's a bet I'm not willing to take.
But you will, and do.
Which is why I'll always have a job:
The last one is a double-bonus for those of you caring for adults *and* pediatrics in the same ED - note the young girl allowed to traipse in-and-out of scene, hopping on-and-off trampoline, jumping close to the edge. It's poorly edited (or, rather, not edited at all, and no sound) but I think a commenter posted when the ill-fated moment of that fine specimen of athleticism making his attempt at a back tuck occurs.
PS: there is no safety gear for trampolines... the fractures will find you.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
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