Wintertime a few years ago using an old ARC , I'm kiting on a frozen lake in gusty winds upwind of a four lane highway. Everything looked and felt fine as I was a "safe" m away from this very busy stretch of highway. For whatever reason, I'm not hooked into the DD and I get hit by a gust at the same time as I come out of the c-loop. Like Halomon, the bar is ripped from my hand and the sudden tug on the safety line breaks it- sending my kite with bar and lines attached flying quickly towards the highway. I try to run after it but the snow is 8 inches deep and I'm wearing ski boots.
Well, down at the seaside, out upon the sand, Is a man who lives a life, which really is quite grand. He doesn't make much money; in fact he is quite poor, He's Donkey Dick, the donkey man, of the seashore. All the girls in their bikinis, when they're getting a nice tan, Always keep a look out, for their favourite donkey man. And when they see him coming, they all run up to him quick, Shouting: "Let's have a ride, on your donkey, dick! Oh donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey, Donkey Dick, If you ask him nicely, he will give you a quick lick. Donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey, donkey dick, All the girls like to have a ride on Donkey Dick.