One time I was a kid, my family and I were on a camping trip around Lake Michigan, Wisconsin.

It was beautiful.

I remember a ton of things that we did there.

And I remember that we camped at almost every state park we came to, but a couple of times

I recall that we stayed at a KOA or some kind of sponsored business campground.

And one of those had a pool.

So while mom and dad were setting up the tent, my little sister and my little brother ran

over to this pool.

It wasn't big, but it was deep.

And it was one of those no lifeguard unduty things, but I don't know, we all took swimming

lessons.

It's not going to be a big deal.

And so I jumped in the water, I'm goofing around and my brother jumps in the water and

we rough housed a little bit and then he swam over to me and he jammed me under the

water.

He's four years younger than me at the time and should not, I mean, he couldn't overpower

me anywhere else, but in the water, I couldn't find anything to push off of.

I didn't have a chance to catch my breath when he did it.

And I thought, why are you being a jerk?

What's the matter with you, dude?

You're going to kill me.

And then I figured out he was freaking out.

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