I had a yoga swing in my house which was so good for spine traction and I'd hang upside down on it like a bat.
Of COURSE Dad called it my sex swing.
Thing is, he had ropes in his garage to do the same thing .. it's not as if he didn't get it. Such. A. Boomer.
Ugh, had such a an issue with tenses there. He has/did - the ropes still attached there but he's not there to use em. Still, the memory makes me laugh.
That makes it worse, doesn't it? I wonder what the reaction would be if we were looking for a place for Smallsteps later :D
No one is ever really gone I guess :)
Not until we forget them, and that's unlikely.