Booked It. Rode It. Owned It.

We cleared a space. Music was already bumping, and once the ride started spinning, everything turned up a notch.
We cleared a space. Music was already bumping, and once the ride started spinning, everything turned up a notch.
It was a private rooftop event—very curated, very hush. The guest list was tight. Phones were bagged at the door. Everyone thought it was just going to be cocktails and skyline views.
At the street fair, there was this little setup off to the side. Black curtain, faint music. No signs except one that said “18+ Only.” Naturally, people got curious.
The bride went first, of course. ... by the time she slid off laughing, half the party was already lining up to try... it was just ridiculously fun... a mechanical bull, but more chaotic in the best way.
The crew set it up fast... it stole the scene... The energy was insane—felt like a party in the middle of production. ... Now it’s the most shared clip from the video... that thing’s got screen presence.
We were just looking for something stupid fun to cap off the bachelor weekend... It was kind of insane how fun it was.