I've never understood people who enjoy going to amusement parks to ride the teacups. The interminable rotation of the teacups is nauseating and exhausting. The person responsible for inventing them was probably thinking of some cruel revenge to exact on grade school bullies. Proponents of this torture tell me they actually like the dizzy, woozy feeling it gives them. I smile weakly, then furtively roll my eyes thinking that this is probably the type of person who would attend an ugly dog beauty contest.