Clutch20
03-15-2007, 11:55 AM
(Ok, it was laying there, in the backwaters of my mind, just hadda put it here!)
Here's one for you timvp;
There's a life raft afloat in the choppy NBA waters occupied by a Dirk N. and a Steve N. There's exactly 2 containers of water and 2 containers of food left. Steve and Dirk hold fast to their resources and keep a wary eye on each other in that little bitty life raft, and neither gives up a morsel or drop in spite of many days of attempts to steal to gain an advantage to better insure their survival. Finally after all their attempts to steal and safeguard their stuff, they fall asleep, lulled by the warm sun and cool waters.
Then suddenly, they're both awakened by the sound of a loud SPLASH!
The raft shifts to a crazy angle, one side gets dimpled and a long, lithe shape of glistening, water drenched black and silver slides on board, smiles a tooth-filled, predatory smile and says "I'm hungry and thirsty, what'cha got?"
Nash and Dirk in astonishment ask simultaneously "how did you get here?"
The long fella says, "oh, I'm a swimming expert, lifetime, and I know how to swim these awful NBA waters."
Dirk looks at Nash, Nash snatches the food and water while Dirk gets distracted by the toothy smile, but Nash finds that all of Dirk's containers are empty, which prompts Nash to say, "There's only supplies left for one, and you'll have to take them away from me!" Immediately, all three people on that little rubber dinghy commence to wrestle and shove and push making the raft suddenly tip over, upside down.
Moments later, there remains only shreds of clothing and red-colored foam rising and falling with the gentle rolling of the waves. But the graceful black and silver swimmer that navigates the churlish waters of the NBA with ease leaves a huge wake, wide and powerful and suffciently perilous for those that may follow to closely.
Here's one for you timvp;
There's a life raft afloat in the choppy NBA waters occupied by a Dirk N. and a Steve N. There's exactly 2 containers of water and 2 containers of food left. Steve and Dirk hold fast to their resources and keep a wary eye on each other in that little bitty life raft, and neither gives up a morsel or drop in spite of many days of attempts to steal to gain an advantage to better insure their survival. Finally after all their attempts to steal and safeguard their stuff, they fall asleep, lulled by the warm sun and cool waters.
Then suddenly, they're both awakened by the sound of a loud SPLASH!
The raft shifts to a crazy angle, one side gets dimpled and a long, lithe shape of glistening, water drenched black and silver slides on board, smiles a tooth-filled, predatory smile and says "I'm hungry and thirsty, what'cha got?"
Nash and Dirk in astonishment ask simultaneously "how did you get here?"
The long fella says, "oh, I'm a swimming expert, lifetime, and I know how to swim these awful NBA waters."
Dirk looks at Nash, Nash snatches the food and water while Dirk gets distracted by the toothy smile, but Nash finds that all of Dirk's containers are empty, which prompts Nash to say, "There's only supplies left for one, and you'll have to take them away from me!" Immediately, all three people on that little rubber dinghy commence to wrestle and shove and push making the raft suddenly tip over, upside down.
Moments later, there remains only shreds of clothing and red-colored foam rising and falling with the gentle rolling of the waves. But the graceful black and silver swimmer that navigates the churlish waters of the NBA with ease leaves a huge wake, wide and powerful and suffciently perilous for those that may follow to closely.