You Kids Wouldn’t Happen to Know Why Our Swimming Pool Is Empty and Covered with Skate-board Marks, Would You?
Hey kids, yeah, could you put the Tony Hawk Pro Skater game down for a second? Hello? Hello Papa talking, papa unhappy, ‘kay?
I just went for a dip in the pool and found myself, instead, sliding down a slick cement indentation in the gound that – all but for a couple stagnant puddles – was completely and indisputably devoid of water. When I left you guys alone on Friday for the weekend, our swimming pool was just that – a pool. Of water. Today it is a hole. Filled with … nothing.
On closer inspection I discovered a myriad of four-wheeled tracks leading back and forth over the cement around the puddles. The edge of the pool, which once consisted of expensive Catalina tile, now consists of a pockmarked ring of devastation. The kind left behind when someone, say, attempts to “bust” a “mean” “grind.” Shortly before possibly “catching” some “big air.” Are you following me?
I mean, there’s a connection here, and I think you guys can help me put this together, am I right? Hopefully you have a plausible explanation for the pool situation, or lack thereof. If not, before putting my pants back on, I’m going to remove the belt and apply it to you guys in a “whooping” that – should the neighbors hear – will most certainly result in police intervention, ‘kay?
A small, weeping rubber ducky looked at me mournfully from the dry, gouged corner of the barren pool. I’ll have to live with that image for the rest of my life.
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