on urban pirates and sketchy amusements

Jess: Hey, how angry would you be if you ran into these people at a bar one night?

Yours Truly: OMG, I hate them.

Jess: Ha ha ha

YT: Without even reading the whole article, I hate them already.

YT: Because when not boozing it up, you KNOW they go to Renaissance Fairs and speak like people in the Middle Ages and shit. OMG, I want to kill them! I'm seriously incensed by the whole notion of it. If those assholes came into a pub to plunder it while I was there, they'd meet heavy resistance in the form of my foot and a broken beer bottle.

Jess: Man, another kid died at Rye Playland

YT: Shut up! In addition to the kid who drowned on that ride the other day?

Jess: No, that one. But there was one last summer too.

YT: Wait, what happened last summer?

Jess: Some girl got killed on the Mind Scrambler

YT: Mind Scrambler? I don't remember that one. Oh, the irony.

Jess: Ha! It's the Scrambler, but in the dark with music.

YT: Oooh, that sounds like fun!!! You know, when you're not being flung from it to meet a grisly and untimely death...

Jess: Speaking of which, do you want to ride the Cyclone when we go to Coney Island tonight?

YT: But of course.