| out of the pool With all due respect to Kobe and Shaq, I think of CF as a community pool that allows everyone to swim in and has a concession stand selling soda’s and chips to keep it going. You don’t need to buy the soda’s to use the pool but it’s there if you want. In the pool are various instructors that stop by and offer free lessons to anyone interested. Some of the instructors are very good, some have a strange way of teaching but anyone looking to learn can choose any instructor or a group of instructors to help with whatever particular stroke they are looking to learn. The owner of the pool has assigned lifeguards to keep the people using the pool from playing grab a$$, taunting each other, running around the pool or bringing outside snacks into the pool area. The lifeguards are called upon to sometimes throw out the lifeline to someone that needs it or help explain the rules or direct people to various areas around the pool that they can use. Occasionally it seems that a lifeguard drops a brown toilet trout on someone’s back as they swim by. Others in the pool will debate the merits of swimming around, through or ignoring the newly deposited floater. One will say ‘when I swam the channel I went 2 miles through wale droppings and half way through the wale came by, hit me with his tail fin but I made it to the far shore’. Another pool user will say ‘It doesn’t bother me I just swim around it and keep using the pool’. Some are too busy ogling the bikini’s to notice there is even a floater in the pool. Some pre-teens are shouting ‘Cool did you see that guy get bombarded’? Me I’m just sitting on the steps at the shallow end with my little blow up arm floats on, content to watch everyone swimming, looking to find someone that will tell me why that lifeguard stood up on his lifeguard stand turned around, dropped his suit, showed his big hairy butt and pooped on that guy swimming by in the first place. The life guard then saw the man on the other side of the fence drying off and proceeded to walk over and pee through the fence on the mans towel.
John
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