I just found pictures of this creepy theme park I once visited as a kid. It’s located in Salem Oregon and was built in the 70’s and never remodeled…it is called the Enchanted Forest. For the longest time my parents tried to tell me this was a dream or something I made up!
No wonder I am so messed up.
THEY RAN ADS FOR THIS PLACE I SWEAR TO GOD
I went to this so many times as a kid! I get all nostalgic every time I find myself driving by it. It was the best. Place. Ever. Creepy and cheesy and fun. Oh, man.
I only remember going there once as a kid. It was quiet and slow that day. But it was still kind of fun.
The class before mine in elementary school got to go there for a field trip; I’m still a little jealous.
There is one of these in the Adirondacks as well, and I went every summer from age 3 or 4 until I was 14. It was one of my favorite days of the year, even though over the years it has become less “Enchanted Forrest” and more gigantic water park.
go into your garage, take that dirty ass rake that you think you remember using to fend off a stray animal once, and cook your fucking food on it, you piece of shit pleb. eat off the fuckin thing while you’re at it. rake = giant fork. LIFE HACK..
That rake? That you’ve used to rake dog shit and moldy pudding cups and wet sales fliers out of the hedges lining your property? Slap some sticky, gooey marshmallows on there and heat ‘em up! TASTY!
As opposed to what? THe stick you picked up off the ground that has had god knows how many animals chew it, poo on it, etc.
FFS, there’s a fire right there… if you’re that worried, shove the fucking rake into the flames and VOILA, no more germs.
I am reposting this solely because I had tried to explain “Twitter Caruso-ing” to my father a few weeks ago and was completely unable to get it across verbally and didn’t have an example tweet on hand at that time.