Not Very Merry Go Round
Found By: Catherine B in Seattle
any questions call – eight foot round
A phrase you just don’t hear very often – Merry Go Round of the Damned.
As we speak, I’m pretty sure somebody in the prop department working on one of the 200-or-so teen vampire movies being rushed into production is headed to Seattle to pick this up.
It will emphasize the vampire’s ironic dilemma – a decrepit soul in the body of a fresh-faced young model – with another irony – a childhood plaything, rusted and ruined. “I just want to cavort again, carefree, but oh, what has become of me?” [vampire looks off in the distance, camera catches glint off left fang]. I see this merry go round taking a few Teen Choice awards next year.
Don’t give this away, Dreamworks will pay you bank.
I feel bad for kids today that didn’t get playground equipment in grade school they could split their faces open on.
Sure, it’s a bit of a fixer-upper, but add a few plastic chairs and zip-ties and you’re good to go!
maybe it’s an art project?
Insure your kids before they play on that.
I got my leg caught under one once. Scrapy, scrapy. This one looks as though it’s in perfect working condition, which means it’s dangerous as hell.
Clearly the work of the local dentists.
Merry go round: Spinny Spinny. Teeth: Smashy Smashy.
One word: puke.
I’m wondering if “Are you shitting me?” is one of the questions they’re ready to answer.
In the words of Elvira Kurt…
“Every playground had one of these. Y’know, it was in a well-worn groove of dirt, probably caked with the blood of generations. Any paint left on the thing was lead-filled. Eight kids on one of these things could get it up to warp speed.
Of course, it wasn’t a FUN ride unless someone was about to get hurt. All of the other kids just watching, waiting for someone else’s little fingers to curl off the bars…”
And the truly most saddest part of the whole thing…this wasn’t a freebie. The guy actually wanted money for this deathtrap!
Ah yes, the merry-go-round – the very first place I ever heard the phrase, “Ow! I wratched my balls.”
You people are sissies. I loved these things. Today’s plastic playgrounds suck. Give me a scalding rusty metal jungle gym and a tetanus shot. Those things turned boys into men. I’d put my kids on this thing. At least it might distract them from climbing up to the roof.
Pair that sucker up with a 25 foot long/12 feet high metal slide with rocks at the bottom, a bunch of swings with rusty chains and cracked-most-of-the-way-through seats and you’ve got pure perfection!
@CarmenT
You forgot the 13-foot-high monkeybars over concrete.
Don’t forget the Death Slot trampoline for your playground of doom.
@Ragtatter
How silly of me! Let’s add some broken glass….
It sounds like you guys have seen my backyard.
@Catherine B
Holy crud! It’s still up and he wants $300 for it!
@Bip-D-Bo
We were just looking for our baseball mister! Honest. We won’t go in your yard again….not after what happened to Jimmy.
@CarmenT
Was that you makin all that racket out there? You aren’t scared of Hercules, are you?
I was going to take the family to 8 flags amusement park, but I think this would be more fun.
I never EVER saw a roundabout that looked like this.