And that’s when I thought the world was ending
It happened right about the time I was getting out of the shower, dripping wet and naked, cold, exposed, the usual morning. There are windows all around my bathroom, so I usually try to stick close to the shower stall which is mostly hidden from view. Wrapping a towel around myself, I began to move toward the sink, which happens to be right under a long bank of these windows, when suddenly the world began to end. Or a jet was flying in way too low. Or a volcanic mudslide was covering the attic. Or the giant old white oak outside my window was crashing into the roof.
Yes, that was it. I saw massive amounts of green leaves lean in, and realized that most of what was coming off the tree was landing right over my head. I backed away from the windows, a little worried that the roof might cave in and a lot worried that the windows might be smashed. In the end, nothing really happened. The branch landed on a dumpster, leaving behind several smaller twigs and leaves to prove that it had, in fact, landed on my roof, as well as a quivering but intact power line to the house. Good thing that dumpster wasn’t my car.
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wtf, dude. you totally drive a dumpster. look in your back seat.
a volcanic mudslide? you mean, like lava?
it would be sweet if there were mud volcanos that shot out a shitload of mud for us to play volleyball in. and wrestle. and get hook worms.
that is hardcore.