Dogged a bullet

I rode on this ride at the state fair last week. Frankly, I thought I might die at one point. It looked safe enough, like an easy ride. Yeah, no. My friend shrieked like a little girl. I just closed my eyes and prayed for it to be over.

Anyway, on the news tonight they casually mentioned that a fair worker had to be rushed to the hospital because he fell while taking down a ride today. Guess which ride? That's right, the Flying Bobs.

Don't ask me why it's called that and has a polar bear on it. Things are weird here in North Carolina.

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