Sledding is the Winter Sport of the Devil
Let me preface this by saying that my roommate is reading Ethan Frome for one of her English classes, which I have not read but apparently has a traumatic sledding accident. She was quite upset by this because it "destroyed my [my roommate's] childhood". Now, while I feel sorry for all you lost souls out there who must discover the evil's on sledding as adults, do not say I did not tell you so . For better or for worse, I'm one of those people who, once they have a bad experience with something are forever opposed to that particular thing (that's why I don't use chocolate syrup anymore, but we are not getting into that ). Which is why I am highly suspicious of sleds, toboggans, and the tomfoolery associated forthwith. Because sledding is the winter sport of the devil. Just the image of children in snow pants sitting in plastic flying-saucer dishes makes me narrow my eyes suspiciously. Think about it, you are going down a sharply inclined plane on a ...