I come home and my wife has our daughter in one of those battery powered
rocking seats, but she has the thing cranked all the way up. I bet that
lil' baby was terrified in that thing. It was moving like that one ride
that's a viking ship or something. The one that when it gains enough
momentum it will do a full loop. I'm glad that didn't happen with the
baby seat. She turned the dial down to a low
er
setting. I wasn't so much concerned with the baby's safety as I was of
spoiling a future event. It may make her TOO hard. She may one day be at
Carowinds (Six Flags, Magic Mountain, where-the-f**k-ever) and be
sitting there on one of their crazy roller coaster rides saying "This
ain't shyt, this ride ain't shyt! My rocker when I was a baby was
scarier than this?" She'd be a party pooper and no one would want to
hang out with her. That means she would be home with us. Shyyyyyyyyyt,
I'm trying to get they lil a$$es outta here when they get old enough,
not keep 'em around!!!
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