Apr 14, 2014
with a huff, rusty gestures to a separate area of the waterbed. it's not like he didn't like the other, he was just having a bad day.
"Look ---- see, that tree right there? That marks your half of the lake. You stay over there. I even gave you the bigger half. You're welcome."
don't be upset with him. the a string on his ukulele broke earlier. which means he would have to go into town to get a new one. and he'd probably have to go down to the bottom of the lake for a wallet. it was a whole process, really.