Possum Kingdom Lake and the Turbos

Don't stare at these too long, but do enjoy

Ahh, the lake. Ahh, the lake on memorial weekend. Ahh, the lake with friends. Ahh, peeing in the lake because you can't on the boat (except for that one time, when nobody was around). The only thing missing this weekend was the sun. It was a nasty trick for the clouds to cover the summer sky and mist on the domes of lake-goer's, but the fun outweighed the crappy weather. I'm surprised I still have my arms after getting thrown around on the tube. They are a little sore, but I had a reputation to withold. I could never see enough faces meet the water in brutal fashion while wakeboarding, but I got to see plenty of that this weekend. I didn't realize that paddle boating was so difficult until me and Balch incognito-ly (just made that word up) paddle boated at 2 something in the morning after exceeding our drink quota. But what MADE the trip consisted of a seven dollar investment. The local lake store had a rack of glasses, but this was no ordinary rack of sunglasses. Well, not in today's society. The rack was probably placed there in 1978 or earlier. Regardless, I had not seen gayer sunglasses in my life. They were so gay that they easily skyrocketed to "William Hung" status. There are times in your life that you know something is right and this was definitely one of those times. I knew I HAD to get them. I would never come across this opportunity again. IN fact, production of the turbos probably halted at the end of the cold war. So me and Trey purchased the turbos and the rest was history. It was hard to not shake or get nervous when I took them off the rack and put them on my face, but I knew that my face was about to have a party and the turbos were the main event. Once I put them on I was a different person. I felt more violent, more like I was the boss. I had authority, people feared me, and nobody wanted to fight me. I felt that I could drive as slow or as fast as I wanted and didn't fear getting a ticket. I felt that I could not take a shower and then make people tell me I smelt like roses. I felt like I could take a kick to the nuts and not budge, but I knew that with the turbos on nobody would dare kick me in the nuts. And it was so fitting that it was stormy, because with the turbos on, I felt I could take on the world like a storm.