A hot Sunday morning. Dad took little Bruce to amusement park. the boy was
querulous. he wanted to ride on a merry-go-round. Dad would do anything for
his offspring, wouldn't he? The machine got moving. It gathered momentum.
Bruce was already 9 meters over the ground. Dad looked up... and suddenly he
got shocked.A gear of the merry-go-round cracked. Father's eyes watched his
son's head knocks against the ground. But it's not over. A two and a half ton
axle dropped onto the kid. Dad ran up so fast that his son's brain smeared his
festive jacket. The boy's intestines decorated the amusement park glamour.
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