Yep.
I could regale you with the tale of how I invented one-third of the Cunted Olympics triathlon - where one forms a triskelion using nothing but a trampoline and simultaneous loss of control over the three major bodily orifices mid-somersault - but I won't, because it's far more exciting than any of my MASSIVE DRUGS stories, and therefore untrue.

Also, dry-cleaning a competition trampoline isn't cheap.
(Mr. W. K. Kellogg's Anusol Flakes (TM) is the other Special K, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 16:39, Reply)