We found that there was no other place for jumping other than the moon. Mondays would be "moon-day" - Snow White and I would cross Crater Bridge to reach Half-Moon Bay. We'd jump from two different rocks and collide into each other in mid air, trying to hug as we were floating down. Lately ever since Snow White went back home I've been turning the oxygen down so my head will spin. A continuous ringing in my ear is what it takes to get my mind off those fucking dwarves!