purplequeenvt
Herd Master
CocoNUT said:I can describe it for you....
CocoNUTTY NUTTER takes of her shoes and hand-crocheted socks (by me) and digs her toes in the silica sand...nevermind the walnuts and sheep berries! I tip toe towards the shore...apprehensive of the ICY cold that will be the water. Ooops! I trip on one of those tiny little freshwater clam shells the EVIL ONE has discarded on the shoreline....and I start falling, falling, falling down the riverbank slope and KER-SPLASH! I'm ankle-deep in ICE-COLD, FRIGID....oh wait...it's not so bad! I mean it COULD be warmer...but for January...it's not too bad! Then all of a sudden, some slimy critter - the exact type was never determined - thought to be a water snake brushes against my furry ankle....."EEEEEEEEEEEK!," I scream as I jump 20 feet into the air, grabbing onto the overhanging walnut branches! Well now we have a problem, because I'm afraid of heights, shoeless, dangling 15 feet above the river....and unfortunately, the poor walnut tree's branches weren't designed to support my Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Edition physique....so....CRACK....SNAP....WHOOOOSH....SPLASH! I am now waist-deep in ice-cold water...IN my lovely farm outfit...FREEZING my tushie! Good thing I took my shoes and socks off...at least my feet will be warm! So now I look like I had a MAJOR 'accident' in my pants...after socializing with Mikey the Boar buck, I SMELL like I had a huge accident in my pants....and guess what I forgot? A TOWEL!
Oh...let's not forget the HYSTERIC laughter coming from the peanut gallery....and I'm sure photos were taken...but MYSTERIOUSLY deleted when Bridge left the room.....