Fishkiller
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Are there times that when you plan a dive, plan to get ice for the ice chest, M&Ms along with Oreos. You want to go on a dive to check out a new ladder to help getting out of the water at the local lake at the pier, because the large boulders along the shore, which are a painful on the toes, is a little to step to climb full scuba. Youve spent two hours making the ladder out of 1½-inch PVC and ¾-inch nylon rope. The call to your dive buddy is made and you tuck yourself into bed, neglecting to set the alarm.
When you do arise at the same moment that you were to meet your buddy at his home, things continue to go wrong from that moment on. The phone call to your buddy is met by the you dont really want to go diving do ya, getting outside your scuba mobile has a flat tire, your jack is the, takes forever to, wind up and down type. At the store you forget the Oreos but remember the gas. Getting to the lake nearly 90 minutes late the close parking spots are taken up, while unloading the vehicle a group of people take your table, after a short negotiation they let you stay.
After hooking the ladder to the pier you make a giant stride. Within 5 minutes you tangle yourself in fishing line, because you were following your buddy in really limited visibility, when he comes back to check on you, you dont notice because you are busy clipping the line turn and meet eye to eye with your buddy then jump. Then when you finish the dive at the ladder and as your foot hits the second rung, the laws of physics remind you that the scuba gear is heavy, creating enough force to break the PVC which in turn causes you to smash your chin, you look forward to the climb out of the water so you again can stub your toe.
When you do arise at the same moment that you were to meet your buddy at his home, things continue to go wrong from that moment on. The phone call to your buddy is met by the you dont really want to go diving do ya, getting outside your scuba mobile has a flat tire, your jack is the, takes forever to, wind up and down type. At the store you forget the Oreos but remember the gas. Getting to the lake nearly 90 minutes late the close parking spots are taken up, while unloading the vehicle a group of people take your table, after a short negotiation they let you stay.
After hooking the ladder to the pier you make a giant stride. Within 5 minutes you tangle yourself in fishing line, because you were following your buddy in really limited visibility, when he comes back to check on you, you dont notice because you are busy clipping the line turn and meet eye to eye with your buddy then jump. Then when you finish the dive at the ladder and as your foot hits the second rung, the laws of physics remind you that the scuba gear is heavy, creating enough force to break the PVC which in turn causes you to smash your chin, you look forward to the climb out of the water so you again can stub your toe.
