DAWGPOUNDAJ
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I'm stepping into the Lake Erie temperature worthy water of the Shark Reef at Typhoon Lagoon, sticking my face into the water and spotting the first "friendly" buddy of mine swimming past DH. Now I'm trying to choke back laughter at how pale DH is getting b/c he's not nearly as amused by this attraction as I am.
Yet I fail miserably at this and wind up sputtering slightly. OH NO! The shark's attention is now on me! Suddenly this doesn't seem like such a great idea! And what's this? Now I'm in too deep to back out? AH! I'm surrounded! And WHY is DH standing on the exit side clutching his sides, laughing at me as I scurry out faster than a ferret outrunning a vacuum? There is NOTHING funny about this situation, no sir! Nothing at all!
*gets back in water, sees DH's faca again, then remembers why this is so fun, then repeats minor anxiety attack, and now it's DH's turn to laugh again...*
Yeah, we repeat this about 3 or 4 times per trip. I swear it has to be healthy on some level.

*gets back in water, sees DH's faca again, then remembers why this is so fun, then repeats minor anxiety attack, and now it's DH's turn to laugh again...*
Yeah, we repeat this about 3 or 4 times per trip. I swear it has to be healthy on some level.
