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As opposed to the inner child.
We used to have a few wild grape vines that we'd use for swinging on a side hill in the woods. One of my buds who was more um.. er... substantial than me thought he'd use his potential energy to make the longest swing ever. When he reached the furthest point on the arc all the tiny little vines up in the trees gave way. It was quite spectacular and he had the good fortune of falling just short of a barbed wire fence.
We had a pool at home growing up which was really the answer after spending the day in the hayfield. We wouldn't even bother changing clothes, 95 to 65 in one second... perfect. Followed by hours of grab ass (thats horseplay ya pervert).... where did we ever get the energy?
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