This was yesterday's reaction to the slide.
Repeatedly.
It wasn't long before I noticed a phenomenon beginning to happen that I don't recall from my youth.
And the twisty, windy (long i) slide made it worse. Or better.
Somebody needs to get this kid some product. Or a haircut. I loved slides when I was a kid. I can't help but wonder how often I looked like this.
Back at home the Monster's brother-from-another-mother wanted to show us he was always ready for a photo op.
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