Monster Splash

Story Sent in by Dominique:

This was my last date with John. He was insistent on bringing me to a Halloween party at a house that had an outdoor pool. Never mind that it was below freezing out. He wanted to party with that pool and wouldn't take no for an answer.

We got to the house and everyone was in costume and the first thing he said was, "Where's the pool?"

He got some strange looks but they pointed him to the back door. He busted out of the house, ran for the pool, yelled, "Cannonball!" and leapt in.

The water had been drained out a lot (but not completely). He smashed into the water and flopped around like a fish. He screamed and yelled and everybody was laughing.

Finally we fished him out and he was shivering like crazy. Some other partygoers and I got him some blankets (all we could find) and he huddled under them right in the middle of the living room for the rest of the night. He didn't even get out of anyone's way. He just sat there like a big blanket lump. I left him there and we didn't go out again.


  1. He was totally a Magikarp for halloween, wasn't he...?

  2. He heard there was a party, he heard there was a pool, mistakes were made....


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