Something girls use to bounce on. It is usually quite supple, though not, unfortunately, subtle. The sport of tampolining can be dangerous, with a possible risk of Contamplination. Side effects include
pupils, auditory and visual hallucinations, most
commonly seeing red stars in front of your
eyes or a fat man in a tutu who shouts "EMINENCE! EMINENCE!" and hearing
the Travelling Wilburys when the sun sets. Your
voice may also go up an octave
and start sounding slightly like Roy Orbison and you may feel a constant need to rub yourself erotically
on anything vaguely related to Norway. This disease is not generally serious, though the worst
cases have been known to result in proposal, leading to decreased spatal awareness and being cloven in two. Where more common diseases like Shureydia
and Fistula Sylvanitis
can be caused by such rudimentary items like
cinnamon and meatballs, Contamplination is actually cured by rubbing
cloves all over your
"And I found out the bitch had Contamplination... so I ground her with my pestle"
"I wish I could tampoline, but unfortunately I have a penis."
"My thighs hurt, too much
tampolining last night"
"Daniel avoided Contamplination with a swift clove
enema. It hurt, but it was worth it."