HM_legon
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I came up with this stupid joke between me and my roommate who I got into diving.
I will stop kicking while where diving and hurriedly pull out my wetnotes and start furiously scribbling. He will be very curious as to what caused me to stop and will sit there in anticipation for what genius though I simply couldn't wait to convey to him. I would draw a skull and in giant block letters write out THE DIVERS GRAVE. He reads this, doesn't get it and looks confused, then I will continuously tap the drawing of the skull and point to the path ahead (a line that disappears into the green beyond thanks to central Texas lakes) When we follow this line it leads to a giant oak tree that I knew contained a Halloween skeleton covered in an old set of DACOR reg, tank, bc & jet fins. The skeleton is all tangled up in the elaborate complex of branches petrified below the surface of the wheeler branch reservoir.
As we make it to the tree I once again show my profetic pictogram warning him of the yonder diver resting in the great oak. He though it was interesting and all, and when we surfaced after completing the dive, before he could say anything I belted out in a phony pirate voice "THE DIVERS GRAVE".
I would continue to menace him with this reference for months on end and it contunies to be the unhelpful awnser to any question he asks me.
The first picture is my bewildered roomate taking a rest at the swing attatched to the great oak tree after witnessing THE DIVERS GRAVE!
And the second picture is what the skeleton looks like
I will stop kicking while where diving and hurriedly pull out my wetnotes and start furiously scribbling. He will be very curious as to what caused me to stop and will sit there in anticipation for what genius though I simply couldn't wait to convey to him. I would draw a skull and in giant block letters write out THE DIVERS GRAVE. He reads this, doesn't get it and looks confused, then I will continuously tap the drawing of the skull and point to the path ahead (a line that disappears into the green beyond thanks to central Texas lakes) When we follow this line it leads to a giant oak tree that I knew contained a Halloween skeleton covered in an old set of DACOR reg, tank, bc & jet fins. The skeleton is all tangled up in the elaborate complex of branches petrified below the surface of the wheeler branch reservoir.
As we make it to the tree I once again show my profetic pictogram warning him of the yonder diver resting in the great oak. He though it was interesting and all, and when we surfaced after completing the dive, before he could say anything I belted out in a phony pirate voice "THE DIVERS GRAVE".
I would continue to menace him with this reference for months on end and it contunies to be the unhelpful awnser to any question he asks me.
The first picture is my bewildered roomate taking a rest at the swing attatched to the great oak tree after witnessing THE DIVERS GRAVE!
And the second picture is what the skeleton looks like
