...cuts grease and saves wildlife...
the perfect shampoo and bodywash after a game of greasy watermelon football. For those who've never played, it's a great game and I highly recommend it if your into that sorta thing. The name basically says it all. We take a watermelon, slather it in Vaseline and chunk it into the middle of the shallow end (deep end, I think would be fun too), line up on each side, sprint for the uhh ...ball... and try to get it on top of the wall at your opponent's steps. Rules exist, but are minimal. It is generally acceptable to kick, elbow, hold under, and otherwise detain or hinder opponents. Accidental gouging of eyeballs may occur (and yes, eyeballs really do feel the way you probably think they do... sorry Cody). After a particularly difficult round, it is perfectly okay to smash the watermelon on your opponent's deck and eat the heart out of it... assuming you have a spare watermelon... otherwise, that signals the end of the game.
Work today was pretty great. After training, my parents brought me lunch, and few people came... I think Erin, our new best friend, scared them away with her gloomy thunderclouds of hope. Then, it started raining too hard to see the bottom of the pool, so we cleared the people out and played and danced in the rain and the kiddy sprinklers in the back, then sat out for thunder after the rain stopped, and closed an hour early.
