This is from a thread some considered spam, others considered greatness, but nevertheless was fun. And I'm doing a copy-and-paste of my story from that same thread in case it gets deleted or whatever.

HOPE YOU ENJOY.

I met up with a guy who told me I was going to be sleeping with the fishes. I was unaware on how he knew how much I wanted a see-through waterbed with fish inside it. He gave me a ride in his van, and his friends put my feet in a bucket and started to pour cement in it. I was upset, because my feet get cold easily and this didn't help at all. We eventually reached a dock, and the guy had his friends carry me toward the edge.

I saw the edge, and he asked me if I had any last words. He was a good friend, he always asked for my opinion about what seems to be going on around us, and pretty much life itself. I just went "Yeah, where's the store at?" He and his friends laughed. I like people who have a good sense of humor. It was then I was thrown into the lake, and I suddenly realized something. This was the worst waterbed ever.

I was pretty disheartened.