i remember going to yosemite when i was in the single digits with my dad and a fat blonde lady who i loved. i don't remember anything about her except for this memory. i remember riding my bike. i remember my dad bought me one of these and some slides for it (the looney tunes slides were the best), and i remember thinking it was amazing:
i remember the lady asking me who i liked better, her or my dad, and i said i liked her better. i don't know if i meant it, but i probably did.