I think one of the best times I had with Ben was once when we went to Canobie Lake Park. We underestimated the shittiness of how bad it would be being alone at a themepark, so we spent the first hour of hour time there by the lake, away from the fairgrounds.

After some time, we realized that this day would not cease to suck, so why not go on a few rides? We searched out my brother and his crew of friends, who were making their way to the big water slide. We joined them in line, and when we got to the top, we had to divide up to get on the little rafts.

About halfway through the line, Ben and I hatched this crazy plan to yell something out before our raft left from the dispatch. Only two people could fit to a raft, so Ben and I got on one.

As the conveyor belt began to move, and our raft first entered the tubes, Ben screamed "MY ANUS IS EXPLODING!" and we were off.

About five minutes later, my brother came down the tubes, and told us what happened after we left the dispatch. Everybody on the line started cracking up, and the lady running the conveyor belt said, "Are they gay or something?"

Ah...good times.

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