We had a Biology teacher who told the same story to each new year of students:
He got up early to swim in the hotel pool. He wanted a quiet pool as he is shortsighted and wouldn't be wearing glasses/ lenses. I forget which stroke he was using (butterfly would perhaps be funniest) but suffice to say he surfaced to find himself in intimate contact with a huge, bloated hedgehog. The way he told it, the animal had fallen in the pool and absorbed enough water to bloat the corpse via osmosis (hence the story's inclusion in the Biology lesson).
In hindsight I wonder if the hedgehog was already bloated before it fell in...?
Anyway, what he didn't realise was that his "amusing" story was famous within the school and students waited with bated breath for it in each new year. In the time-honoured fashion of judgemental world-weary teens, he was laughed at rather than with for telling it annually. I won't post his name as it doesn't seem fair, but he was always referred to as "Hedgehog Surname".
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