Pastor J (or maybe its MC, because he was holding a mic at the time) cheered me on by singing "Jump, jump!" at me on Sunday afternoon. We had a church barbecue and everyone was lining up for food, ignoring the bouncy castles. I took it upon myself to say hi to the bouncy castle attendants (they
looked bored) and to test the durability and funness of the
apparatuses. I bounced up and down in the first one. Then I moved onto
the other one. I let out some involuntarily shrieks of joy and laughed
very, very loudly. It was edifying.
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