So how do you get back up to do it again?
Well, this explains some upstairs neighbors I’ve had.
Like lawn darts, I fear this product is not long for this world.
On a side note, did you know that a lawn dart could penetrate an overhead power line with no apparent catastrophe? Just don’t pull it out…
I’m a little worried about the apparent lack of curve at the bottom. That’s quite a spine cracker
Hmph. Another bright idea destined for the great pacific garbage patch.
Why in my day…we would throw all household pillows to the landing then slide down on the largest available cushion. Yeah we got bumps and splinters and we liked it.
Plastics: the cause of and solution to all of our problems.
Needless to say: if I had a lawn, and you happened to be standing on it…I would ask you to leave.
It’s also educational, learn how to navigate the health care and judicial systems!
‘What rolls down stairs, alone or in pairs…’
When my grandparents’ house was being built, the story goes, the construction crew laid a plank along the side of the stairs down to the finished basement – they used it to slide tools and materials down to one another. My dad and his siblings discovered the plank’s true purpose, of course, and it became a permanent fixture that two subsequent generations enjoyed without incident, despite the hard corner (our legs always absorbed our momentum) and the wall that was 4 feet ahead at the landing.
To this day I don’t understand why anyone would want a staircase without a built-in slide.
haha, sounds like my family.
my brother and I would throw a pillow into a plastic laundry basked and climb in and push off, woosh, down the stairs we’d go.
you very quickly learned the perfect amount of backward leaning:
- too much and you’d thump down every step, you wanted the flat bottom the same angle as the stairs for a smooth ride.
- too little and the front edge would catch on the next step and you’d be sent flying headfirst
i’d be lying if I said this was even remotely close to the most dangerous stuff we tried, looking back I’m surprised we both survived into adulthood.
I will leave people with one last piece of advice though…rolling down a hill in a tractor tire is not as fun as you might imagine it to be.
this is why i’m glad i have two girls…
I’m fairly certain that would be my standard way to exit the building!
Me and my sister used to take our own mattresses from our beds, cover the stairs with them and slided/fell down the stairs for half a day. Maybe we differed from boys in the sense that we asked for permission first (from my mom, she always said yes).
floor wax and pillowcases.
awesome. yes you differed from boys, a bit smarter both in getting permission and padding the bumpy dangerous parts. great now i kinda want to grab my kids mattresses and spend the day stairs tobogganing while they are at school. haha.
although to be fair, i doubt my parents would have said yes, we weren’t even allowed to jump on the beds or lean back in our chairs “because we’d break them”. the one exception being hotel beds, because i guess they didn’t care if we broke the beds in a hotel room. lol.
I actually did manage to break the welds on a chair at school by leaning back over and over. The chair got put at the back of the classroom until someone visiting from the school board tried sitting on it. The next time he visited, they put it in the lobby for him with a sign that simply said “The Chair”.
We used to put the duvet and pillows at the bottom of the stairs and then jump from the stairs to the bottom (working up from the first step until maybe halfway), which, thinking back, seems not to be a good idea.
We also slid down the stairs inside a pop up play tent.
This has always been my dream stairs…