My Swimming Story

Hi,

I went swimming for the first time in years the other day.

usually I cannot stand the place. You never see anybody
getting out of the water to go to the toilet.

Don't care much for the cinema either. There you are, sitting down
in a room full of strangers when suddenly they turn the lights off.

Anyway...Back to my swimming story.

I was practising my back stroke when I ran out of pool and collided with the wall.

No damage done but the top deck of my false teeth had sprung
loose and popped out. I had a quick dive around but could not see
or 'feel' them anywhere.

So I came out of the pool and borrowed some kids water goggles and went back in.

Found them. They had drifted to the deep end.

Gave lad back his googles, left the pool, got dryed off and dressed.

Popped teeth back in and then discovered the
chlorine in the water had shrunken my gums.

I went to the cafeteria. (Over priced and ran by
a fat spotty woman who looked like she did not care.)

And I painfully ate my way through a doughnut and a cup of weak tea.
The gums were taking a while to return to normal, every bite was agony.

I left and was just passing the foyer when I saw this really old man
still in his bathing costume arguing with one of the attendants.

He was holding up the top deck of a set of false teeth.

"But thesh aint mine....."

Good story but i cannot picture the popping out of the top deck of your false teeth so much.

So you were swimming on your back, watching the ceiling, and then you hit the end of the pool with the back of your head, and out of the front of your head your teeth popped out?

That's how it happened.

Usualy a good slap on the back of the head does it.

Often when I'm drinking in Bells one of the lads will whap me
mid swallow and my teeth will sploosh into my beer glass.

Originally posted by greenpawn34
That's how it happened.

Usualy a good slap on the back of the head does it.

Often when I'm drinking in Bells one of the lads will whap me
mid swallow and my teeth will sploosh into my beer glass.

Sadly enough this story has already been used in literature (Danke Mr. Newton by Ulrike Thimme)

Aw Drats - I never knew that, though I read a short story
about false teeth being mixed up in a seaside hotel.

I've also read a short story with with a glass eyes at a mortuary.

Were the teeth lin your story lost at a swimming pool?

In fact not at a pool but at a lavratory. So your story keeps something of originality

The funny point is people trying to fit false teeth not made for them.