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I am a Wannabe Novelist
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I went to the NYSF yesterday. I cant believe what I saw. A girl holding a Sonic AND Knuckles plushie. Yes, none of you know this but I'm a Knuckles fan. Then we went on the rides. There was this one called "Topspin" It consists of two metal beams connected to the base at the middles, then connected at one end by the two rows of seats. Spinning the two beams where they connect at the base they lift the seats. At the points where the seats are connected is a type of wheel. It allows the seats to spin while they are lifted, or lowered. I was upside down fopr what felt like fifty-two seconds.
Then there was another, I cant recall the name (shitty short-term memory) but it was like a bowl with a lid. You got in, layed on some vertical mats and the ride began to rotate while playing some shitty music. The mats, being on tracks, are forced up by the outwards G-forces generated by the rotation, while you are forced back. It was a good ride. The retarded people on the ride began to scream the mats slid upwards.
One horrible part of many was the walking, after getting home my feet felt as if they almost split. They still hurt today.
Then the fucking animals. At any point you could distincly smell shit and sausage sandwhiches. Then, my mother had to go in one of the fucking barns, there we saw a bunch of fugly cows, one took a dump right infront of us. We also got to see a cow puched in the face for disobediance, yes, the fucking trainer PUNCHED the cow in the face. I had a great time.
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