Sunday June 25, 2006

Bob is a fish. Bob has a bob. Bob is called Bob because of the bob. I was at The Lake of Freezing Water, almost in after thirty minutes of working myself in. Catherine said, hey andrew, do you want a bob, cause there goes on. And sure enough, there went a red and white float underwater. There wasn’t a current and the bob was moving along the shore. Catherine suggested that a fish must be attached to it. I moved to it and it took off. Quickly Jof! I called, throw me my mask and fins! I said, here goes everything and dunked myself under. I came back up and donned my gear and set out on a hunt for the bob. In no time I found him.

An epic battle ensued.

And Bob ran away.

So the hunt was still on. I went to the other side of the tiny beach that we were at. The water clarity wasn’t that good, so I dove down about eight feet to take a look down there.

But then I died. Not like I did last year, this was like getting slapped. So I got slapped. Everywhere. The water down there was about 53 degrees. I couldn’t move, and my head hurt.

Bob got away.

5 thoughts on “Sunday June 25, 2006

  1. pray2day89

    HEY! hmmm this is sad news indeed,Bob got away died? verry verry sad.BUT Did you have a good birthday? before you died? I wanted to say hi and happy birthday, but was working all day πŸ™ so HI! and HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! πŸ˜€ ehhh heeem…Haaaapppppyyyyyy biiirthhhh-dayyyyyyy tooooo youuuuuuuu!!!! haaapppppyyyy biiirrrrthhhhh-dayyyyyyyy tooo youuuuuuu!!!!! HaAAAaaaappppYYYY biRRRRRtthhhhhhhh-DayyyyYYYYY tooooooo ANDREWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! HAAAAapppppppyyyyyyyy birrrrrrrtttthhhhhhhh-dayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy ttooooooooooooooooooo yoooooouuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Haha that should do! :p I guess I’ll tty-laterz πŸ™‚


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