Next stop, the Nasal Drop, where riders plunge twenty feet from the schnoz of an authentic Easter Island statue.
“We can choose between three different nose speeds,” I said, “sniffles, sneezy, or snot blasters.”
“Hey, you guys pick the nose and I’ll get in it,” said Grampa.
Gramma went on the more advanced snot blaster while we went on the sniffler.
“Who knew a runny nose could be this fun?” said Jubal.
Then it was Grampa’s and Nate’s turn.
But there was a problem in the left nostril. Grampa and Nate went in, but nothing came out! We heard a loud scream from deep within the nostril.
Rescue teams swooped in with heavy-duty tissues and a King Kong–size bottle of nose spray.
Finally, the blocked nostril gave way and Grampa came flying out with the fury of a sneezing water buffalo.
