anarchie

I went swimming the other day. In a desperate attempt to get fit and toned. My god was it frightening.
Me and Dave entered the pool, to discover rows upon rows of dead eyed, paper skinned, zombie pentioners.

AAaaaaAAaAAAaaaGH!

They moved up and down the pool mechanically, heaving their heavy limbs in and out of the water, mindlessly reaching for the pool side. We tried to steer round them, but somehow they'd keep on drifting towards us. Hollow smiled, false teeth bared. Their wrinkled bodies contorting as they writhed.

I wonder, what is the correct swimming pool ettiquette to disposing of these monsters? Seeing as there is no horseplay, shouting, or I'd suppose zombie killing allowed on the premisis. They really should teach you these things in school swimming lessons.

We left the pool running and screaming. Never to return again (until I re-notice my winter tyre )