Hampoline Horror Hi there.  I'm relatively new to posting anything but I've been enjoying you all's shitlording on a regular basis for quite some time.   This morning my daughter asked me to take her to a trampoline park which, for those who don't know, are big arenas with various types of trampolines and games.  It is primarily meant for kids but plenty of adults bounce as well.  It's really good exercise and relatively cheap so I told her that I'd take her and I'd just dick around on my phone while she burned off some energy.   We started at her favorite activity there which is kind of a long trampoline that ends in a foam block pit. The idea is that you get a good bounce going down the trampoline and fling yourself into the pit for a nice soft landing.  Since we were one of the few in the place, my little girl went several times without having to wait in line.  That all changed the moment the platform started to tremble and I saw a thing that weighed no less than 300 lbs and it's enabling small fat husband and sister ascend the stairs.    I knew what was going to happen before it happened because I've seen it before.  The ham WALKED down the trampoline and then STEPPED into the foam pit.  Didn't even try to bounce or get any air whatsoever.  (Not that it could, and even if it could I would fear for my little girl as we would have crashed through the floor).  That was funny in and of itself, but then the ham couldn't get out.  A full ten minutes and 3 beefy employees later, they extract her gigantic planet ass from the pit and the 20 children (mostly snickering preteens) are able to finally have their turn.   She is mooing something about how hard that is to get out of and has tears going down her face when she heads down the stairs, all the while trying to look like she's laughing at herself.  Of course all the children including my daughter get out of there under 20 seconds, even when they are far from the edge and have to trudge back. Satisfied that I have a funny story to make my first discussion on here, me and my girl head to the arcade to play.   While we are playing skee ball, I see the ham go up the stairs again with her hamlet.  Surely she's just decided to watch after that humiliation, right?  Right??  No.  The fat bitch again held up the line for the children by waddling and falling off the trampoline and had to have the strength of three grown men plus her idiot enablers to wedge herself out.  I'm thinking about complaining and suggesting they post a weight limit.