It’s a forty-minute walk to the theater. Every so often, we’d feel a drop or two – and then suddenly, twenty minutes in, the sky split like the paper towel in that game where you drop marbles on a wet paper towel. We chose to plunge boldly forth, and arrived looking like very, very damp versions of ourselves.
It, um, enhanced the experience!
patbird’s expression is priceless there.
also: moop.
Patbird… Patbird is a duck.
OAO
With a perfect belly float xD