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Originally Posted by themeatmanlandry Yeah, my mom always gives me the "your dad's cousin was thrown from the back of one of those things. Hit his head on a telephone pole and that's all for him." 
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I assume the irony is lost on her?
When I was a kid, and my mother will never forget this incident because I never let her, my dad came home and told me and my brother that we where going to look at a gocart. Now my brother and I never had much in the way of solidarity, in fact we are not very fond of each other to this day (which i deeply regret), but this bit of news sparked a new bond in us that had not previously exist. After going and taking a look at the go cart, my dad used 6 little words in succession that proved to be the end of our grand imaginings of fun and adventure..........." let me talk to your mother". Sounds pretty inncocent doesn't it, but alas when he took us into the den and told us that she damn near had a "heart attack" at the news, we pretty much knew all was lost. That was 25 years ago, and it still chaps my *** a little.