I can’t remember, because this was ten million years ago, but I strongly suspect I’d just won some inexpensive K’Nex off ebay.

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Mr and Mrs Bugg are kitted out in full construction-site gear: hard hats, and sturdy boots, with Mrs Bugg wielding a wrench while Mr Bugg reads the plans. I’m not sure why only Mrs Bugg got to wear overalls, but ok. In the background, girders and bits of stuff litter the ground, and a crane stands ready to assist.

The text reads: “Construction has begun on the buggcoaster of doom.”

I approve of this — provided they’re wearing goggles.

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Mr and Mrs Bugg are once again on the rollercoasters whose tracks blow past one another. They are each in the only car of the train, each smiling hugely, each holding what looks to be an airsoft P90, each firing those suckers on full auto.

The text reads: “Mr Bugg talked Mrs Bugg into doing roller coaster combat with airsoft guns.”

I was right!

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The Buggs stand before us, quite the worse for wear: Mr Bugg’s head is bandaged, he has a black eye, is missing several teeth, his right arm is in a cast, suspended in a sling, and his right leg is encased in plaster as well. He is balancing on a single crutch. Mrs Bugg also has a black eye and is balancing on a crutch, but she is missing her right arm and left leg altogether.

The text reads: “Roller coasters and contact sports don’t mix. Also, Mrs Bugg decided to grow new limbs rather than heal.”

This looks super painful.

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Mr and Mrs Bugg are coming at each other, holding lances, except they’re not on horseback. They’re on rollercoasters whose tracks scream past one another, perfectly spaced to allow the combatants to joust. Why they should want to do this is anyone’s guess, but Mr Bugg has his tongue out in concentration.

The text reads: “Combining sports: Jousting vs Roller Coaster”

Alternatively, Buggs, you could just only ride while Loki supervises, so he can turn off the coaster when you’ve had enough.

Call me crazy.

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The Buggs look quite unwell: Mr Bugg is grasping his stomach while swirlies of dizziness and nausea float above his head. Mrs Bugg is equally dizzy, but is attempting, for reasons unknown, to walk, and it shows in both the swirlies above her head and the stagger of her stride. In the background is the architect of their doom, a large, loopy, curvy K’nex roller coaster.

The text reads: “The buggs think we need to add a wireless off switch to the roller coaster. They were using a stick to turn it off as they went by, but dropped it last night.”

I’m pretty sure there are safety regulations that prohibit naked rollercoaster building.

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The Buggs sit in the front car of a long roller coaster train in the middle of its run. In the background, we see a track with exciting loops and curves.

The text reads: TThe buggs have been going over the new roller coaster instructions and think we need to build these things so they can ride them … and you should do it nekid.