I wasn’t writing then, so this entry is as fresh as I could make it.
The Fish Pond
James, Bob and Steve left the pub well sozzled.
They stopped by the local store for more beers and, passing by the local Supermarket, Steve noticed three untethered trollies.
“Let’s load’em and race home.”
They divided their supplies and lined up in the middle of the road.
Suddenly, James made a bolt for the end of the street and the two others followed, laughing and swearing.
Then, inexplicably, James ran straight into the local pond with Bob And Steve following.
At the inquest it was explained how it was possible to drown in such shallow water.
Steve and Bob wept.
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