Friday, April 21, 2006

Hot tub

I heard tell once of a man who died of a heart attack in his hot tub on a Friday night. He had just sat down the damn thing and got the heat nice and cranked up when he had a coronary.

The problem was, nobody found him until Sunday night -- he spend nearly two and a half days broiling in 85-degree water.

Understandably, weird things happen to the the human body when exposed to such harsh conditions. When the coroners came to extract the guy from his watery grave, they found that his flesh slid right off the bone everytime they tried to get a purchase on him -- like a perfect pot roast.