My pool is officially toast. The liner is ripped in a number of places the wall is crumpled and buckled, the deck is even twisted and heaving up in one corner. And , no matter what my wife says, no way is it my fault. Even a hint that its my fault sends me into a violent tantrum. I am not a pool guy! Side note, I'm writing this with a banjo around my neck and not only am I not playing, I don't even know how. So anyway, who said I know anything about pools. Pool is destroyed, now what. Check mate, Vicki.
3 comments:
lol
pool,pond.pond will be good for you
guess you'll be busy cleaning up the mess in the yard this spring and even busier building that playground for the twins in its spot. have fun!
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