There’s this weird slide at the Franklin Square playground. It’s got no sides, so you have to stay on it by gripping it with your thighs, as demonstrated above. It’s pretty fun.
[via Ruby in the Dust]
“so you have to stay on it by gripping it with your thighs”
…that’s what she said.
Man… how many times have I heard that in the middle of the night?
Grip it and rip it.
Actually all these new wave playgrounds are pretty crappy – my kids don’t dig the kooky designs. That slide in particular is a waste of extruded oil by-products.
Nothing in this town is for kids.
Your kid is a hater. Mine loves that slide.
Seconded. Mister Man digs is the most, and he’s not even big enough to handle it safely.
That playground looks like an exhibit at the Folsom Street Fair.
Looks like a big ol tongue.
That chick better have a kid with her or she’s not even allowed there in the first place. No adults allowed at playgrounds unless accompanied by a child.
Losers follow that rule. Playgrounds are for everyone.
The blog so nice they named it twice. (And to be clear, it's mostly about the Mission.)