Funny Chicago 6 flags story. Was right before I went into the hospital, so I was bag holder. Let me set the stage.
I'm about to sit down on a hot sticky bench, just got a beer. I'm wearing 4 backpacks, 5 wet towels, 4 pairs of flip flops, and 3 1/2 pairs of sunglasses. 3 of the park cups are dripping sprite poweraid combo down my leg.
In the distance I hear a beat.
Oh, what's this? A treat for the bag holder? Enjoy your coaster, I'm getting a parade!
I nestled my overburdened back into the sprinkle sprinkled bench and took a sensible sip of my beer. It was $17
The beat got louder, I can hear a bunch of stairs too. Rat tatat Takata rattatarrata. Sick!
Around the corner came the first Nike shoe, and bouncing basketball. Each pair of shoes and bouncing basketballs had the same purple shirt. Faith Baptist summer outreach. Every kid. Maybe 10 busloads came by. Dribbling basketballs in synk like a marching band. Way better than any shit parade. And I couldn't stop laughing for like an hour after.
Like 400 basketballs. Old Guss is out behind the free throw challenge booth inflating basketballs. Grumbling to himself. Always basketballs. Stupid basketballs.