UNDER DA SEA..........

I am probably going to go snorkeling in the near future, and keep having the following
nightmarish scenario run through my head - Picture this: I'm floating on
blue waters witnessing worlds never fore seen by a Pamela Lindsay - 'da
seaweed is always greener' playing in my head as jolly fish striped
like candy dance in front of my goggles.... I pick up a rosey red
starfish momentarily and am in my bliss.

I'm floating along, lost in a sapphire dream - surrounded by merry
little characters in a play I call 'Pamela Lindsay goes snorkeling'

WHEN SUDDENLY...

WHAT the FUCK is THAT!!!!!!!

I float right above something horribly ugly and gross - with many
spindly legs - Oh... let's say a big fat fucking orange and yellow
crab, or a slimy grey eel whose mere sight makes me want to cry like a
baby with the colic....

Suddenly I'm thrashing about like a three year old - or that girl in jaws...

and in my panicked dance..........

it touches me ....... with it's claw, or it's long leg, or it's slick body...

I'm in the shower for an hour after that.....

An extension of gratitude to Mr. H for the opportunity none-the-less