My mom used to take me to the circus. Almost every year, the Grand Finale would be a guy called "The Human Cannonball." They would launch him across the arena by firing him out of a big contraption. He'd land safely in a net and the crowd would clap.
All that's missing here is the net, the crowd, and the elephants.
Look both ways, kids.
(Thankfully, the lady only had minor injuries. I'm not that ignorant.)
All I know is she better pray to her GOD everyday. No way she's supposed to live another day after that madness.
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