A Gator Iz I!
Perhaps not as literally, but at least I seemed to play the part well enough when going swimming with a friend and her friend and her sister one weekend. Playing along out of impulse can lead to the most humorous swimmings and most unexpected aquaintances.
Not the kind where you end up exchanging phone numbers or even names, but the sublte and sweet kind where, when heading home afterwards, even then you can pry a smile or a joke out of them despite the game being long since over. |