Ever do something that seems to make sense when you do it, but later you just shake your head and laugh uncomfortably?
One time about two years ago, my boss and I had to go clean out a house way south of the normal area we worked in. My boss was a nice enough guy, but kind of a hick. He’s about forty or so and had some kids my age.
So we went down to the house and cleaned it all out. It was on a gravel road by a state lake.
When we got done, we decided we didn’t want to go back to work. So instead of going back, we parked by the side of the road at an overlook on part of the state lake.
We were bored, so we started chunking rocks into the water. Then we noticed a dead, bloated cat floating the in hot sun. It’s skin was like leather.
We started chunking rocks right in front of it, hoping that the water would make it drift nearer to us. It did, and we fished it out with a humongous tree branch.
We fished it out of the water with this massive branch, and boy, was this cat dead. It’s skin was like leather, I tell ya. It was rock solid. So we built a makeshift trebuchet and flung the cat waaaay out into the water. Then we chunked rocks at it some more until it exploded.
I don’t know why we did that.
–Tim
