| Our Trip to Sheboygan |
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| So we found this park thing with this big old hill. Scott said that it looked like a good rolling hill. Mikal told him that it was and he rolled down it. Then Ryan, Scott and I all rolled down at the same time. Now, when one rolls down a hill, one must take into concideration that the human body does not share the same horizontal circumfrence throughout the entire body, therefore human bodies do not travel in strait lines when rolling down hills. Scott and I failed to realize this, soon Scott's cranium collided with the front of my face. The result was painful, bloody, and made me a bit disoriented. Here is a picture of me soon after the collision. My eyes are watering a bit, and my site is blurry. I've wiped a good amount of blood off my face already. After the hill incident, we went back to Mikal's house to pick up my other camera and to wash the blood off my face. After that we went to go see an old ship. I don't really know a lot about it, but for some reason, Sheboygan has this really old ship lying around for people to see. |
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| Here is a picture of me and Scott on the ship. I am acting as a sailor. Scott is about to push me. This picture is what I call evidence. No one was hurt in the making of this picture, unlike the picture above. We found a little thing that said some stuff about the ship. Apparently the ship was from the early 1800s I think. I can't remember back that far. The ship IS behind scott and I in this picture. Sadly, you can't see it at all. If you look really hard, you might be able to find a picture of Me and Mikal on the ship. (Hint: the ship is made of wood, you can barely see it in the picture) |
| After the ship, we went to the Sheboygan skate park. They have a really nice skate park. Ryan, Scott and I don't skate, I don't know if Mikal does. We went to a playground next to the skatepark. Here is Ryan, being the kind of the playground. You can tell he means business by the look on his face. Don't fuck with this punk. (Sorry about the crappiness of this picture, I had a crappy disposable camera) |
| Here is a picture of Ryan on the trip back home. He sat in the navagator's seat the whole time. He didn't know where the hell we were going, but he didn't want to be left out of conversation by being in the front. He looks as white as a ghost in this picture. He's not that white, but I'm sure you all knew that before. This concludes our Trip to Sheboygan. Road Trip Fun-o-Meter Rating: 8.8 |
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