My old school “upgraded” it when we left… by asphalting around it.
If you had to work around the hateful little shits all day you’d be trying to look for low key ways to maim them too.
If you truly hate kids, this is what you have to do. Introduce dangers with plausible deniability.
How was I supposed to know the kids would use it to turn each other into meat crayons?
If you truly hate kids, this is what you have to do. Introduce dangers with plausible deniability.
My knuckles still hurt from the memories of slamming those box scooters into each other before they started putting handles on them.
Don’t swing on that one, Matt threw up on it.
I only think of one thing when I see “Meatspin”. And I don’t want to search for it… But it gets You Spin Me Round stuck in my head…
My school had one of those. One day we got the idea to tie one of the kids to it around his waist and make him run around to spin it. I still remember our teacher asking “where’s Willy?” once recess was over, then looking out the window to see him desperately trying to untie himself.
Uncle Dave out there spinning the yeet machine up to 11.