This thing has been hanging around on the roof of the parking garage at work since we used to land helicopters there (talk about a *commute*!).
Every time I end up parking up here I am seized with the (only slightly) irrational urge to pull the pin, fire that sucker up, yell “launch me!” and ride it down the three stories of ramps.
The ice of late only makes the desire worse…
So…yanno…if y’all don’t hear from me after this evening…
I can see it now… He jumps on; pulls the pin; yells; squeezes the trigger; and … the hose goes “pffft” because there’s no pressure left after all these years.