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Thrillville, U.S.A., a tiny, decrepit theme park on I-5 outside of Salem. ("I think the `theme' is `Lameness,'" said Max.)
Atop the sign is Thrill Man. Why he looks like Tiny Tim we couldn't find out.
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Psychic Moment Two: I told Max that there was so much white trash that all that was lacking was Bob Seger, singing "Old Time Rock & Roll."
Moments later, from the park loudspeakers: yes. The very song starts up (there was no music playing before). |
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| There was supposed to be a Weinermobile at Thrillville (not the Oscar Mayer one). But it wasn't there. |
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We bought some tickets and went on the small rollercoaster. It was pretty fun, if you kept your eyes off the loose bolts and rust.
After the ride, Max & I looked around, looked at each other, and simultaneously said, "NOW what?" We had just done Thrillville. |
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