it was the summer of 2000, i had just found perhaps the single greatest band and they were coming to stay at my parents place on the beach before heading back on the road.
one day, right before the sun was setting, i was on the beach and found this rope...the rope went into the water...i tried tugging on it to see if it would come out, but was unable to unearth the beast. i called over a few of the band members to help me and they were just as unsuccessful. we quickly realized the only way to figure out what it was, was to follow it into the gulf. so we did. the guys took turns diving down to try and undig it because at this point, we still had no clue was it was attached to. as we took a break and tread water a stingray decided to join us, swimming around us and between us...kind of spooky really when it's dusk and the sharks come around. after awhile and still with no luck trying to uncover or guess what the rope was attached to, the stingray ran into one of the guys which spooked all of us so badly that we all scampered back to the shore like little girls. (which kinda worked for me cuz i am one...) anyhow, back on the shore we realized that whoever was holding the rope had dropped it in the sudden retreat...we tried to find it again...it was lost forever...
personally, i think it was the plug to the ocean...good thing we weren't able to pull it out!
20060131
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