This past summer, my aunt and I got my uncle and my two brothers to go with us on EE. Only my aunt and I had ridden before, and we were psyched to be going again because it's one of our favs. Well, my uncle and brothers (who were 18 and 15 at the time) love to act all dramatic and scared when they go on new rides, even if it's something like Nemo.

So as we were climbing the big hill, they all start whimpering like a bunch of babies.
DB18: Wow, this is going really high... I don't want to go high... (in screechy voice) is that track up ahead BROKEN?

*insert girlish scream here*
DU: What have you done? I'm an old man! Don't you know my heart can't take this? Oh no...oh man...you girls do this for FUN???
DB15: (quoting Dash from the Incredibles) We're dead! We're dead! We're alive...but we're DEAD!
The people around us were CRACKING. UP.

It was obvious all three of them were putting on, but it was still really funny.

Then, as we're pulling into the station they all let out these little whoops of victory for conquering Everest and DB18 says to the people in front of him, "I don't what the girls were so afraid of!" and gestures to me and my aunt. Like WE had been the ones freaking out on the hill.

It was great. I haven't laughed that hard in a long time.