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Ah yes, the sweet memories of my first time on one of these. I feel that my mental/emotional scars have healed enough to tell this gem.
Once I made it to the bottom, I sat there for a moment, absolutely violated. I felt like someone in an episode of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit. I built up the courage to finally stand up, and all I could feel was the nice warm stream of water mixed with ♥♥♥♥, and maybe a little bit of blood shoot out of my ass faster than the Steamboat Geyser at Yellowstone National Park. I quickly got off the slide and ran to the bathroom, with a trail of ♥♥♥♥♥♥ water tailing me as the slide operator stared in awe. They had to shut down the slide for the rest of the day :'), but man was my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ clean after that!
Moral of the story: Keep your damn legs crossed on waterslides.