Under The Sea on Flickr.
I realized much later after I threw my message in a bottle out to sea, I forgot the message part. So I swam out as far as I could and began searching. I glint of neon yellow caught my eye at the bottom of the ocean and I knew it had to be my message in a bottle and it must of sunk. That or it was SpongeBob SquarePants doing the chicken dance in his underwear again. (for all of you who said my last photo was creepy, get THAT image out of your head).
The bottom of the sea was a good two feet down but I knew I could make it. I pinched my nose, puffed out my cheeks, crossed my eyes and dove to the dark bottom of the ocean. As my fingers brushed across the surface of the bottle, something pulled on my hair. Quickly, I grabbed the neck of the bottle as I was yanked to the surface. There I stood, in two feet of water and at least a good twenty feet from the beach, face to face with a little mermaid named Ariel. “What the CENSORED do you think you are doing with my BLEEP CENSORED BLEEP BLEEP bottle” she hollers at me. Well, I did what any gentleman would have done, I pulled her hair and tried to make a run for it. She yelled after me that I ran like a girl, (Just so we are clear, EVERYONE runs like a girl in two feet of water) I turned to gesture to her that she was number one, I tripped. She clawed at me, I slapped, she kicked, I bit. For two days and three nights we rolled around the seas edge in an Epic Slap Battle before it finally ended when a man came out of nowhere on MY deserted Island and told us we had to pay for another day if we didn’t get all our stuff out of the hotel room by 11 am.
View picturing Spongebob Squarepants doing the Chicken Dance in his underwear
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