“GOTCHA!” ~the puddle
J: The damn puddles!
C: Oh no! The damn puddles again! You’re getting puddled! Normally in our family, we do the puddling.
J: Like five puddles jumped me on my way from class to my car.
C: Oh nos! What did they take? Your dryness? Your sense of dignity? Your socks?
J: Got my shoes and socks pretty good.
C: What did you do to the puddles?
J: I couldn’t DO anything! I was out numbered and they were calling for their friends in the clouds to help.
C: What do puddles sound like anyway?I would have thought they sounded all splooty, or splashy… And what did you do to them to piss them off that they ganged up on you?
J: They go plop and splish. I didn’t do anything to them! They’re bastards, like sharks and spiders.
C: The half-frozen ones go froooosh and splooobt.
J: It’s all part of the conspiracy. I think the lesson here is never trust a puddle.
Sharks in our puddles! Beware!
After receiving a voicemail that Stini had successfully not stepped in a puddle this time on his way to class.
C: So proud of the Stini for beating the puddle! You’re a good Stini.
J: Duck you puddle! Puddles are on the list, joining sharks and spiders.
C: Ducking puddles! Being all wet and shit. Sharks probably live in puddles 😦
J: They make mosquitoes and freeze the tires and swamp our footwear. That’s so something a shark would do! Classic shark.
C: They’re trying to hurt hardworking Americans with their wetty wetness!
J: They just sit around all day doing nothing, the lazy puddles! Most people drown in 2 inches of water! Ducking puddles.
C: Two inches?! OMG! All those water glasses you used to leave around the apartment with 2 inches of water in them—are you saying I could have drowned in any one of them!? You put my life in danger!