We dove into the water, strangers sharing joy, and we submerged ourselves in the cold liquid and felt a stir, and emerged completely in love.

He bent down and picked his nose. That was discreet, he thought. And the waitress came over to take his order. I saw what you did, she said.

I played some ball with the guys. We drank beer afterward. I told a story about my childhood. I started to cry. And the guys left me. Alone.

The work out was done and he changed into his swimming trunks and admired himself in the mirror and then he suffered a heart attack and died.