My dad took me to Central park to meet a girl named Brianna for a play date. "Emma would you like to go on a special play date. We'll take the train to Central Park."
Sounded innocent enough.
Swarms of toddlers descended upon a concrete mountain. There was a latter in the middle of the mountain. Kids were climbing up and down the one latter at the same time. Not a pretty sight.
DADDY: It was terrifying watching Emma descend into the bee-hive of New York Toddlers. Boys were climbing over her tiny limbs, girls were pushing her to go faster. Emma slowly climbed up. As a 212 pound man, I couldn't fit into this toddler mountain. She was on her own. I thank god, she survived.
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