Yet another instalment in the seemingly endless stream of surprises down at the Beach.
I saw this frogman in orange (for it is he) walk smartly into the lake. Then I noticed the other guy, who soon hollered over to the frogman “While you’re down there, can you look for my glasses?”
I thought this was a joke. I was – so help me – on my way over to suggest that he should have said “contact lenses” when the frogman reached in and – so help me – pulled out a pair of eyeglasses and handed them to the other guy.
I love this shit.
And did you notice the intake vent camouflaged as a rocky outcropping?