Once upon a time, in a lake as smooth as a mirror, with a sky sporting big chubby clouds whose shadows created puzzles on the aquatic surface...Miz Ginger was taking a meandering swim, gently paddling backwards while having a casual conversation with those on the dock, when she felt her leg kick what she thought was a submerged log, "Dang", she thought, "I don't remember seeing that branch" All of a sudden, a yellow and black striped head popped up 10 inches away from Miz Ginger's nose...
...An indignant look from the Snapping Turtle, a scream from our swimmer...who then proceeded to paddle faster than she had since college toward the dock hooting and a' hollering all the way.
Moral to our fragmented tale...never underestimate the look of a snapping turtle. Can motivate one to perform Olympic Feats
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