About ten minutes ago in dog years, this sort of tumble was strictly for movie stunt men. Now they’ve married a bouncy house on steroids and a crane, and everyone that’s got nerve enough to try it can fall with style. I humbly offer my marketing skills to help sell the thing to the masses: You’ve got to add a whoopee cushion sound to the big bag when they land on it. You’ll be richer than Disney in no time.
(Apologies to Jimmy Webb, and thanks to Gerard at American Digest for sending that one along)
The Chrysler Building is the prettiest building in New Yawk. The Empire State is pretty handsome, too, but it ain’t all chromed and swoopy like it was designed by a sober kind of Frank Gehry, instead of the regular kind of Frank Gehry that’s abroad in the land designing bent buildings these days.
All that being said, for one brief shining moment, he was on top of the world, ma. Doesn’t matter if he falls off, or climbs back in. The moment’s over one way or the other.
(Thanks to Gerard at American Digest, who was regularly pooped on by Chrysler eagles back in the day, for sending that one along)
Maintenance Workers On Top Of Burj Khalifa in Dubai.
To hell with the safety harness. Where’s my parachute?