|like this. for those who are unfamiliar with the concept, you put water in the bag and then let it heat up in the sun. then you shower in the lukewarm miserly drizzle that trickles from the tiny stupid spigot.|
|"let's go swimming, Mom!"|
|Google did not understand what I meant when I said "pool toy floating lily pad" so instead I present to you this picture of an ugly, ugly fake frog floating on a lily pad. Enjoy.|
"Ok now Dad, these are really trickier than they look. We really would recommend that you stay quite low, and try to seize the ropes overhead when you go in for a jump." (so I might not have said exactly this, but it was probably pretty close...)
My dad nods, and studies the situation before him. Then he takes a deep breath, and proclaims loudly for the entire pool to hear: "ROPES ARE FOR WEENIES!" and makes a death-defying leap for the first lily pad.
It didn't end so well.
He hit the first lily pad with a smack like someone threw a fish on a concrete floor, and then the whole thing tipped, and he slid, defeated, into the water. My sister and I looked at each other, looked back at my dad, and then started laughing so hard we could barely breathe.
|yeah, like this fish. feel bad for laughing now?|