Oh I AM. Ever since the first time my mom caught a small rise in the road just right in our car, and we all felt our stomachs flip up into our throats and we were all “WHOOOOHOOO Do it AGAIN”. I did it by accident a few weeks ago driving around in Maine, and saw that same look on my son’s face and now know another roller coaster enthusiast lives amongst us.
Unfortunately, our girlie is a roller coaster fan. My husband throws up on them. So….it’s me because I don’t puke. I’m on deck for roller coasters. And Tilt-a-whirls. and teacups. And scramblers. The joy, though, is watching her face and hearing her laughing…she’s 5.
Picture this- the delightful daughter crying and screaming in terror..stopping the roller coaster and ME and tattoo covered coaster controller climbing the scaffolding ramp to get said delightful one off..oy to the VEY!
Amen, sister. Totally unnatural. If God had wanted us to fling ourselves about on rickety rails at ridiculous speeds, he would have created roller coasters on the 7th day along with Depends diapers and air sick bags, as that what you need to ride those things, but he did not.
I am in total agreement. Since being shamed into riding a unnatural contraption that flings you up and down as a young child I began to loathe them. What I find interesting as an adult is how many people do not believe you when you say, “I don’t ride roller coasters”! I am here to confirm that it is completely possible, and not necessarily unusual, to detest roller coasters!
I don’t do coasters either! And since most “amusement parks” base their rep on how many and what types of coasters they have, buying me a ticket is almost a waste of money since I won’t even look at the things.
I will see the rest of you at the Merry-go-round or at the beer stand.
I don’t do roller coasters. My life is kind of like one great big old rickety wooden roller coaster as it is, so paying to ride one would be pointless. That and the fact that I get sick sitting in a rocking chair.
My husband finally convinced me to join him on a roller coaster a few years ago when we were attending a “corporate event” at Six Flags.
The roller coaster he chose to take me on for my maiden voyage was this huge thing called Goliath; I did NOT have a good time. Only after we got off the thing did he inform me that is was during that time period that Goliath was holding the record for the longest drop and fastest speed.
Yeah, let’s just say I don’t go on roller coasters anymore, and he’s lucky we’re still married.
Me neither. I scream like a little girl. Even on the kiddie roller coasters.
I am…until I throw up.
Oh I AM. Ever since the first time my mom caught a small rise in the road just right in our car, and we all felt our stomachs flip up into our throats and we were all “WHOOOOHOOO Do it AGAIN”. I did it by accident a few weeks ago driving around in Maine, and saw that same look on my son’s face and now know another roller coaster enthusiast lives amongst us.
Unfortunately, our girlie is a roller coaster fan. My husband throws up on them. So….it’s me because I don’t puke. I’m on deck for roller coasters. And Tilt-a-whirls. and teacups. And scramblers. The joy, though, is watching her face and hearing her laughing…she’s 5.
Who needs roller coasters with our politics!
Picture this- the delightful daughter crying and screaming in terror..stopping the roller coaster and ME and tattoo covered coaster controller climbing the scaffolding ramp to get said delightful one off..oy to the VEY!
I prefer the Merry Go Round
I love rollercoasters!
Oh no, no, no-no-no. That picture alone made me want to toss my cookies.
Love the roller coasters….can’t tolerate the little teacups that spin ’round and ’round…
I would love roller coasters if they were flatter and slower. Kind of like a car. Or a fast stroll.
LOVE roller coasters! If I had the time and cash I’d become one of those coaster enthusiasts.
Amen, sister. Totally unnatural. If God had wanted us to fling ourselves about on rickety rails at ridiculous speeds, he would have created roller coasters on the 7th day along with Depends diapers and air sick bags, as that what you need to ride those things, but he did not.
Toothless-roadie assembled rollercoasters: no way sista. Give me a ‘coaster at a big safe Disney theme park any day.
neither am I – I am scared of heights!
I am in total agreement. Since being shamed into riding a unnatural contraption that flings you up and down as a young child I began to loathe them. What I find interesting as an adult is how many people do not believe you when you say, “I don’t ride roller coasters”! I am here to confirm that it is completely possible, and not necessarily unusual, to detest roller coasters!
I don’t do coasters either! And since most “amusement parks” base their rep on how many and what types of coasters they have, buying me a ticket is almost a waste of money since I won’t even look at the things.
I will see the rest of you at the Merry-go-round or at the beer stand.
I don’t do roller coasters. My life is kind of like one great big old rickety wooden roller coaster as it is, so paying to ride one would be pointless. That and the fact that I get sick sitting in a rocking chair.
You couldn’t get me on a roller coaster at gunpoint.
OK maybe at gunpoint.
Amen, sista.
My husband finally convinced me to join him on a roller coaster a few years ago when we were attending a “corporate event” at Six Flags.
The roller coaster he chose to take me on for my maiden voyage was this huge thing called Goliath; I did NOT have a good time. Only after we got off the thing did he inform me that is was during that time period that Goliath was holding the record for the longest drop and fastest speed.
Yeah, let’s just say I don’t go on roller coasters anymore, and he’s lucky we’re still married.