So I work at a pool. It is a cake job and it can be lame. Recently I told a frat brother about it. He suggested I put a baby ruth in the pool to get it shut down and go home early. Yesterday he asked how it went.

This was my response...

There was this little cambodian kid in the pool (isn't this how every great story begins)...

Anyway, he thought since there was already a "floater" he could just squeeze one off. Anyway stuff got out of hand quick and before I knew it javone's mom was jumping in the pool playing bobbing for apples.....only she wasn't bobbing, and they weren't apples.