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So here's where the story begins: Before Christmas Uncle Sonny had an accident at work and crushed his foot and broke his pelvis. Yeah, it was pretty bad. He had to walk on a walker or ride in a wheel chair for a few months, so his grown boys (whom you will see in this video) built him what is now called by his loving family "the gimp ramp". Uncle Sonny, being the ULTIMATE cut up, would rather us call him a gimp than feel sorry for him hobbling around; so needless to say Easter was a lot of fun! After lunch we noticed the kids playing on the ramp. Then the boys, AKA the children's fathers, went out to encourage the children to ride these old broke down go carts down the ramp. Boy was it fun! How would I know? Because "mama" rode down in one of my new skirts, and I flipped the go cart to avoid plowing a young child (who did get hit, but only suffered a scratched finger....... and maybe a lifelong complex about women in skirts on a go cart). In this video Timothy and his favorite cousin are double riding the broke down go cart down the gimp ramp, while being heavily encouraged by their redneck fathers. Priceless.
Edited to add: After talking with my cousin Amy (who also rode down in her Easter dress), we decided that the story was not complete until this was added: When the fathers started feeling left out of the fun, they went rummaging through the garage for something that they could fit in. Yes my sweet friends.....those grown men, two firefighters and an engineer, plowed down the gimp ramp on broke down go carts and old Little Tike's riding toys. Only one broke under the pressure. Enuff said.