About this user
It was a spring day, I was reading the paper in the park, having a croissant. There were people walking their dogs in the sun, having lunch in the grass, talking and throwing frisbees. It was lovely. I noticed a few boys coming down the bike path, shouting to each other. "To be young," I thought. One of the boys took his bike off the path, pointing to a small mound of grass. "Jump!" he called out. And he took his bike over the little bump, his friends close behind. The second rolled over it with no problem. The third approached, a look of caution on his chubby face. Right before the bump he squeezed his hand breaks as tightly as he could. But it wasn't in time, the big just made it over the bump, slowly and awkwardly, causing the boy to fall off of his seat, and hitting his nuts squarely on the crossbar. He tilted slowly off the bike, his face purple, as he crawled up in a ball on the floor of the park, moaning. His friends stopped to look, but soon fell of their bikes with laughter. A picnicing girl spit pieces of sandwich as she laughed. A boy hid his face behind his frisbee to conceal his laughter. Even the dogs seemed to be chuckling. As soon as I came home from the park I opened this youtube account. The rest, as they say, is history.
Age
40