Want To Go Swimming?

Today was probably the most interesting days that I had all week.I went to my sisters work to hang-out so I wouldn't be stuck out at the house with nothing to do. When my grandma (Mama) came to come get me she dropped me off at her work. I stayed there probably 5 minutes then Meg took me to go eat. She just so happen to go to the bathroom before we left on our journey to find lunch. We ran by Arby's, got our sandwiches, took one to Scott (my brother-in-law) and then headed back to the office. When we arrived it had taken us 10 minuets to go to town and back. She needed to use the bathroom AGAIN and 10 minuets later we heard her scream. Mary-Beth (her co-worker and my best friend) and me ran to find the bathroom gushing up water! Mary-Beth called the land-lord just to hear the answering machine. We didn't know what to do so we just left it! 20 minuets later water fills the backroom and starts seeping under the walls over to the desk where I'm jamming out on my iPod. I look down and see the water and leap out of my seat. I DON'T WANT THAT POOPIE WATER ALL OVER MY FEET!!! I see the water is just about to submerge the hard-drive so me and Mary-Beth manage our way in the backroom and grab two small bowls to prop to hard-drive on. The smell was unbearable so we got out of there like white on rice, on a paper plate, in a snow storm. Later that day two boys came in to get a loan. The boy that wanted the loan probably had the most unforgiving name. . . .his name was Nick Dick! Can someone please tell me that isn't the most hilarious name you had ever heard!!! Anyway the water leaked so bad that I could see the bottom of the chair starting to go under. Meghan called the land-lord one more time and while she did that Nick Dick kid told us that we better get our life jackets out. You know what I said? Of course you don't. I said "Really? Well. . . . . . want to go swimming?"