Three stories of swings. Perilous adventure. What is the function of these large concrete beams, if not to hold SWINGS!!!?
This swing hanging came about after a night of failed tunneling and
a run-in with the rent-a-cops. The tunnels remain a guarded secret, and
luckily the cops thought I was smoking weed, otherwise they may have
caught me actually doing something. Still, they took down my name and
id number, along with the rest of my posse, so running was no longer an
option in the case that we were seen actually doing something illegal.
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waiting for the next swing...
who gets to ride first?
Why, it is he who is most high...
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They sure had a hell of a time taking these swings down. I got eye witness reports stating that they pulled up the cherry picker, but it didn't reach, and none of the maintenence guys wanted to do any climbing. These swings lasted for 60 hours!!! I even took the liberty to post signs telling people not to swing to curtail the possibility of injury and responsibility on my, and the university's behalf, but I assume that still wasn't good enough for them. There will be plenty more swings to come. Some in dangerous places, I'm sure, but just because I like to be stupid. Thanks and word up to my swing-hangin posse, and to Lee for some awesome photography here.