[tall slide, seen from the ground]
When I was a kid, my school playground had a really tall slide that always made me nervous
[tall slide, seen from the side]
We moved away, but the slide stuck in my memory, becoming a skyscraping monster
[car and a sign pointing to school zone]
Years later, I was passing through my old town and remembered the playground
I drove to the school to see the slide that my inner six-year-old thought was so towering
[huge slide, (small) person beside it]
AND IT WAS HUGE
I KNEW IT
{{title text: Or maybe the slide is like Aslan, and gets taller as I do (except without the feeling of discomfort when I reach my teens and suddenly get the Christ stuff)}}
Warning: this comic occasionally contains strong language (which may be unsuitable for children), unusual humor (which may be unsuitable for adults), and advanced mathematics (which may be unsuitable for liberal-arts majors).
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