When my two younger cousins lived with the family around this time last year, they would spend much of their time hanging on a pull-up bar I had on my door post. When I was in my room they would open the door, climb up and hang on the bar for as long as they could and would end their little fun with a laudable landing. Well, this one time while my younger cousin was hanging on the bar I decided to grab his legs and pull them toward myself. I imagined in my head that as soon as I let go of his legs, he would swing back and forth on the bar while we joyously laughed together, but this was not the case... as soon as I let go of his legs he decided to let go of the pull-up bar... resulting in him falling flat on his face. He proceeded to squirm on the ground, writhing in pain while yelling (in his young, fobby voice) "ahmbulance! ahmbulance!!!" At that point I couldn't help but to laugh. I mean, I felt bad, but what can you do? It was funny.